Well, It All Started With The Fire...

...in the bathroom. So we had to evacuate the building. It was 30 degrees outside. The kids had no coats. We were there for about 20 minutes.

When we came back in, a teacher and a student got into some sort of altercation which left the teacher with a bloody nose and the girl with a scratch on her face from the teacher's rings.

Fast forward to half an hour later. There are about 20 people crowded in and around the office. The girl's mother and family have shown up. So have the police. The girl's mother tries to attack the teacher and has to be restrained. She gets arrested. Somehow, all the furniture in the office gets broken.
The girl's mother then has some sort of asthma attack/hyperventilating/something in which the ambulance has to be called. So, we've watched a handcuffed, kicking and screaming woman walk past my window and then we watch a stretcher and 4 EMT's walk past my window. By this point, I have completely given up teaching and we're all just trying to covertly find out what is happening.
Then, 4 of the police officers rush out of the office into a classroom because a seventh grade class has a child throwing desks and about 10 girls screaming at the top of their lungs. I Still don't know what happened there.
Then, there was a food fight on the 2nd floor.
Four of my best students were in huge ridiculous fights.
Five girls came to me at different times crying, all for different reasons.
All this before noon.

Then, after school, we had an "emergency" faculty meeting where we got yelled at and told not to let this happen again. Her exact words were, "Today happened because of YOUR inability to be leaders."