I am a little late in writing about those sweet innocent babies. I wanted to, but it just hurts too much. I want to turn my eyes upwards to try to figure out why...but no sense can be found. It really happened.
I tell myself that I too would have been brave and willing to sacrifice my own life for others in the same situation...I like to think that all educators would...after all a lot of us are pretty extraordinary. I hope I never have to find out. I hope we never have to ever speak of school violence again.
We were faraway from the site of the massacre and yet we seemed so close. My students all drew hearts with an infinity sign on their little wrists the day they got back to school after the news of the shooting came. Their thoughts were with the children, as they shoud have been. Their questions were incredibly hard to answer without crossing some ethical lawsuit filled line society has created. I read the statement our school asked us to read. Our administration wanting to make sure we let everyone know we were doing everything possible to protect everyone. Our police force posted in front of all our school buildings, I remember waving to the sweet man in front of my daughters elementary school where she is in the first grade. First grade. As I drove to my school, 5th and 6th, with another policeman waiting...his gun in his holster, I couldn't help but wonder....
What will this new world be like for us? The teachers? The students? I don't know how we will make it safe. I know we will try
Friday, January 4, 2013
Google Reader
I like the idea of being able to take the time and organize and manage information through a tool such as Google Reader. I would like to take the time to organize and make all my social studies websites even more accessible. I just tried to become aware of some of the items I could play around with out there. It is overwhelming to me. I want to use this to try to make everything less overwhelming.
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