It’s here. The school day I dread the most. The day we tie ropes around door knobs, stack classroom furniture against the doors, choose an emergency exit. The day I get filled with so much anxiety that I have a hard time getting out of bed. The training hangs over my head throughout the entire day. I get grumpy. I feel tight. I snap responses back at colleagues. I am usually a fairly positive person but on this one day, I drag around feeling tight and slightly negative. I question everything but mostly I question why? Why is this world so broken? Why do we have such weapons? Why can’t we find a better solution?
Why, oh why, do we have to have school safety drills?
It’s Tuesday and I’m joining the wonderful writing community over at Two Writing Teachers with my slice of life small moment writing.