Sometime during the night, a skunk sprayed outside the perimeter of my daughter's elementary school. Being a clever skunk, this little fellow managed to disseminate skunk odor through the school's ventilation system. The only way to rid the building of the stench was to air it out -- turn off the heat, open the windows, and let ventilation do its work.
Reese came home and told a version of this story. From her version, I gathered that 1) there had been a skunk, 2) the skunk had been in her classroom, 3) she had to wear her jacket inside, 4) her class spent most of the day in the library because of the skunk in her classroom, 5) she had chicken nuggets for lunch (this detail is essential to most every story), and 6) to repeat, there had been a skunk. In her classroom. And it sprayed. And they wore jackets because it smelled funny.
Numbers 1-6 above are why I appreciate the principal of the school. He sent an email to all parents, aware that the story would arrive home in "many forms" and gave us a more direct recap of events. Thanks for airing out the truth, Mr. Principal.