R is for Running Across Tarmacs

Tonight was the Tiger Cub field trip to the airport.  Yesterday, a helicopter had to make an emergency landing in our area.  Today, the people (army) who would fix it arrived in black hawks.  Lucky us, they were at the airport we went to.  We even got to see a helicopter (not a black hawk, but bigger from the army) come in.  We were looking at planes and then the guy told us the helicopter was coming in and he had to go to it and that we needed to get back in the building now.....what? why?  All parents are looking at each other like, crap, are we about to be in the flight (or landing) path and this idiot just put us and the kids out here when he knew it was coming?  so, "run guys, let's go!" we ran/scurried across that tarmac as fast as we could only to find out the guy just wanted us away from the planes and we were NO WHERE CLOSE to being in ANY DANGER.  Luckily there was another guy in the building who escorted us to a better location outside where we could watch the action.  Nothing like a little bit of terror to liven up a field trip, eh?