As a former elementary school teacher, as a mother-to-be,
and as a human being today is a sad, sad today. A classroom full of
kindergarteners was shot to death in their “safe haven” at school. Nothing is
sacred anymore – nothing. My heart is literally broken in two. What happened
and how I feel about it is all beyond words. There are just no words.
God bless every single teacher and adult who comforted a
child during that horrifying time. God bless those innocent, trusting little
souls who hopefully did not even have time to be scared. And God bless that
entire community. How the anger does not outweigh everything else is beyond me.
A teacher who hid her class in a single bathroom and saved all of their lives
said that she “didn’t know if it was right, you know, for a teacher” to tell
her students that she loved them each very, very much. But she told them. And I
don’t think there is anything more
right.
I keep thinking, “I wish I had been in that school.” And I
know that is not a completely rational thought. But I would have wanted to be
there, to be that comfort, to be the protector of those precious little
children who are left in a teacher’s care all day, every day. I would have done
what I could for my students without even blinking an eye. And I guarantee
every single teacher in that building did the same today. My heart is broken in
two.
47 days to go…
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