My Dog Ate My Homework

This morning, as I was about to leave the house, I heard loud explosions, so I cursed out the little kids that run around throwing firecrackers before Purim and left the house. I made it to the street, and got yelled at by a chablan (police in charge of blowing up things) to get back in the house. So far there's been like 5 (controlled) explosions. I dont know if that means they found five seperate suspicious objects laying around, or this was something real. So now, for the first time, I get to go to school and tell my teacher, I'm sorry I was late, there was a bomb on my street and the police wouldnt let me leave my house.