When I was growing up, my father believed in preparing his children for possible calamities, so that if one occurred, we wouldn’t have to think what to do–we’d once know. He turned it into a sort of game, a what-would-you-do-if game.
” What would you do if there were a fire in your bedroom, right at the door ?” he asked me one day.
Having seen action too much unrealistic television, I said I’d throw my appendage in front of my face and work through the ignites. Bluntly, he told me I’d be dead. My second choice was to break out the window and clamber out into the yard.” Break it with what ?” he asked.” A chair ,” I refuted. Nope- I’d be slouse by the jagged shards of glass.
The correct answer is you pull out a drawer, snap the glass with that so you have a clean transgres and can climb out without slicing an artery.
By the time I was 10, I knew how to break up a puppy contend, free myself from the grasp of a stranger who has grabbed my appendage, survive in a rip current, and flee gash in an earthquake. There was never any lesson in what to do if someone came into my school with a grease-gun and began shooting parties. I am very certain that if my wild curiosity had created up such a scenario, my father would have sat me down and had a serious talk about how that would never happen.
That was then, in an America that no longer exists.
Since Sandy Hook in 2012, when 20 6- and 7-year-old babes, together with six teaches, were shot and killed by Adam Lanza, there have been more than 239 academy shootings, with 438 people shot. This is according to the Gun Violence Archive; other sources cite higher figures.
Young children and boys going to see courses every day not knowing if their clas is likely to be next. And if it is, will they live through it? If they do, how will they live their own lives from that place on? This is a battlefield mentality. This is how soldiers feel when they go to war: Will this be the day when the attack comes? Will I be intact? Will I endure?
Two students from the Parkland shooting have committed suicide. Sydney Aiello, who was 19 and had been diagnosed with PTSD, made their own lives in March of this year. Calvin Desir, who was 16, took his life not long after. They survived the shooting but couldn’t survive the memories.
We are not burdened by a lack of solid plans for getting control of the grease-gun savagery in our country. We are inconvenienced by lawmakers who do nothing. Perhaps they should go visit some VA centers and get to know soldiers who have PTSD.
Because we are going to have a generation of Americans who suffer, in large numbers, from PTSD. We can calculate how many have died in school shootings, but have we calculated how many lived and will be forever haunted by what they evidenced?
Those minors are going to grow up with personas they are able to never get out of their heads. Someday they will send their own kids to school. Linger for a moment on what that will conjure up for them and what they will tell their children. Fear moves over from one generation to the next, unless radical change intervenes to minimize that anxiety.
Twelve-year-old juveniles should not have to think the way Nate Holley did in the latest shooting — at least as I scribble this — at the STEM school in Colorado. As he stooped in a closet, he said,” I had my hand on a metal baseball bat, just in case, cuz I was gonna go down fighting if I was gonna go down .” In that same shooting, Kendrick Castillo accused the gunman and died saving fellow students. Previously, in the April 30 th institution shooting in North Carolina, Riley Howell passed his life to save others.
Every morning, every week, when mothers send their kids off to academy, they are very possibly sending them into a war zone. Children who once were castigated about being prepared for Math class now have to be prepared for a gunman storming into their school.
There will be another school shooting. And another and another and another after that, for as long as those who were elected to serve us sit by and do nothing. More juveniles will die. Those who survive live the rest of their lives with portraits and storages that hardened soldiers have a tough time coping with. They will wonder why the people who could have made a difference didn’t. Why there was silence instead of action.
Wendell Berry said,” The past is our definition. We may endeavour, with good reason, to escape it, or to flee what is bad in it, but we will escape it only by adding better things to it .”
Children and teens have added something better to our country with their spirit. They uttered their young lives to save others, while men and women on Capitol Hill did nothing, knowing all the while that another crap-shooter is already loading his artillery.