The humid smell of the sea stops you. The salt sticks to your skin like honey and the oxygen is thicker and tougher to inhale. You pass your credential through the machine that checks us in and keep walking. A warm wave hits your body the moment you enter the hallway that leads to our classroom. It is warmer than hell, as if the school is on fire. The flames and humidity crush your body making it difficult to walk. You feel the first drop of sweat drip down your forehead and drop next to your right foot. There is certainly something off.
You walk down the corridor to our classroom. As usual, you keep looking straight ahead, but something else catches your attention. You go back a few steps and peak through the window.
You are willing to bet that you are on drugs. What you are seeing can’t be true. You stare for what seems like hours and begin to laugh incredibly loud. Tears slip from both your eyes from the laughter. When you are finally able to control your silliness you manage to see through the tears twenty one dressed fish looking straight at you. They are swimming motionless in the classroom which somehow is now full of water. Some wear hoodies, others wear jackets and there is one that wears a hat. Our classmates have turned into fish.
You are absolutely fascinated. Your smile is wider than the Joker’s. You just can’t help it and take your phone out to take pictures of them. You easily take about three hundred selfies.
You move down the hallway to the next classroom and peak in. They are shrimp. Hilarious. Just like last time you take pictures of them and with them and keep moving to the next classroom. You find crabs, eels, dolphins, whales and