The whole day felt a bit off from the beginning. My Fridays really begin on Thursday morning due to it always being about a 15 1/2 hour day with my UNLV classes at night. Every Friday begins with a feeling as if I had a hangover from pure exhaustion. The morning went by well enough with pleasant conversation from colleagues as I sat in the main work room allowing my student teacher to have some time alone with his new classes.
Lunch was extra special because it was "smoothie day." For those of you who watch the Office, smoothie day is not unlike pretzel day. I spent most of my lunch talking with Joe who was still shell shocked over the massacre at NIU where he is a graduate student. As we spoke I told him that I couldn't imagine having a shooting on campus and the feelings that would come with that.
In the afternoon my students and I discussed the shootings at NIU and the possible reasons something that like happens so often here in the
School ended for the day. A 14 year old boy started to walk home from school. He made it about 200 feet and was killed in a senseless drive by shooting. Currently, the police claim that it appears to have been a random murder involved with gang initiation. There are no suspects. The kid's name has not been released. I don't know if I knew the boy. He played in the high school band and took honors classes. We go back to school on Tuesday. I am currently overwhelmed with feelings of violation/rage/helplessness/and overall sorrow that I feel for the kid's family, friends, and overall school community.
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You are right, some things in this world are senseless and just down right evil. It could really make a person crazy to try and understand it or even comprehend it. During these times is when you have to hold like hell to the things and the people that you love. Look at your wife and that beautiful unborn baby that you will meet in a few short weeks. Think about all the love and joy she will bring and then some how the world doesn't seem like such an awful place.
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