Students, teachers relate perilous times with mice
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"I was standing back against the wall when something plopped on my head. All I could feel were these sharp little claws--sort of like a spider," explained Mr. Greene in regard to his harrowing experience of being a landing for mice."
"But the mouse calmly crawled down from my head to my sleeve and trousers, jumped to the floor, and walked around the corner back to the library."
When asked what his first thoughts were when the mouse landed, he remarked, "Well, I was naturally curious as to why mice were dropping on my head." Mr. Greene stated he wouldn't be surprised if a whole family was living tin the library.
"I was doing pushups during third period when this mouse ran right in front of me. I started to chase it--had lunch next period--but it got away." Remarked George, another person who has had an encounter with the visiting mice.
"Ahh, yes, the mice," Mr. Lartowski, custodian replied to the question. "We've had a number of them in the school. They seem to come in through the tiniest cracks. Matter of fact, the other day one custodian left his lunch for a minute to get some coffee, and when he came back, a mouse was eating his lunch."
No, he didn't finish his lunch, he replied to the reporter's question. "I wouldn't think the student body would be too alarmed about the mice. When the warmer weather comes, they'll be gone."
And so it will be written that among the many new traditions set in the year 1965 at Maine South was the growing familiarity between mice and men.