My freshman year, a group of us students and teachers were driving the four hours back home on a bus after a long day at a UIL academic competition. We were all exhausted and most of us were asleep, except for a couple of senior guys playing poker in the back. I'd been trying to read a book but had given up and was falling asleep when I heard, vaguely, one of the senior guys say, "Turkey. Tuuuurkey. TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY--!!"
There was an incredible CRACK and then total chaos. The large plate glass wiindow on the side of the bus exploded, spraying shattered glass all over the bus and scraping almost everybody (I got a long scratch across my arm) but by some miracle missing seriously impaling anybody. Feathers and blood filled the air like smoke, making it almost impossible to see anything. Everybody stumbled off the bus, checked each other over, and compared notes; and we realized what had happened:
A giant kamikaze wild turkey had flapped across the barbed-wire fence on the side of the road and DIVEBOMBED THE BUS directly in the window. We identified it from the feathers and the witnesses but we never found the body, because the damn thing hit the window so hard that it bounced back over the fence into private property.
We shook the glass out of our hair and limped down the road to the nearest gas station/Subway combo to get dinner and wait until another bus arrived to take us home. The girl behind the Subway counter was mystified as to the reason we all starting laughing hysterically when she told us the sandwich special of the day was the TLT.
One of students on the bus was my editor-in-chief on the school paper, and for years the journalism room computers had a scroll-text screensaver reading "TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY!", much to the confusion of the freshmen. I still have a turkey feather I saved around here somewhere.
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funniest high school memory
Date: 2004-07-12 09:46 am (UTC)There was an incredible CRACK and then total chaos. The large plate glass wiindow on the side of the bus exploded, spraying shattered glass all over the bus and scraping almost everybody (I got a long scratch across my arm) but by some miracle missing seriously impaling anybody. Feathers and blood filled the air like smoke, making it almost impossible to see anything. Everybody stumbled off the bus, checked each other over, and compared notes; and we realized what had happened:
A giant kamikaze wild turkey had flapped across the barbed-wire fence on the side of the road and DIVEBOMBED THE BUS directly in the window. We identified it from the feathers and the witnesses but we never found the body, because the damn thing hit the window so hard that it bounced back over the fence into private property.
We shook the glass out of our hair and limped down the road to the nearest gas station/Subway combo to get dinner and wait until another bus arrived to take us home. The girl behind the Subway counter was mystified as to the reason we all starting laughing hysterically when she told us the sandwich special of the day was the TLT.
One of students on the bus was my editor-in-chief on the school paper, and for years the journalism room computers had a scroll-text screensaver reading "TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY!", much to the confusion of the freshmen. I still have a turkey feather I saved around here somewhere.