I found out there is a classroom (and a miscellaneous sweet-crunchy-flatbready-thing maker, who was a different person after I came out of the classroom than it had been when I went in) pretty much on the roof of the school, beneath a large awning. The floor was painted green with white lines in an extra space for gym classes, I would presume.
The miscellaneous sweet-crunchy-flatbready-thing sounds like something I would like. I’m a sucker for sweet, bready, crunchy stuff. You haven’t mentioned being bothered by the heat, so I’m guessing it must be tolerable/or just comes with the territory? (Terrible pun.)
Loving you, Sweetness❣