With Hurricane Ian continuing its lurching trek across the southeast US, we received an email this afternoon letting us know that Miles’s school would be going remote tomorrow. This, however, got a bit buried, because just before that we received our first (of what I am absolutely certain will be MANY in the years to come) “your child’s school is currently under lockdown” notification. It seems that gunshots were heard somewhere nearby, and the school went into defense mode.
Yes, it is deeply concerning that this is the world we’re in now and that I can’t even pretend to be surprised that, a mere three weeks into the year, Miles has already experienced his first gun-related lockdown. But, at the same time, I was appreciative of both the school’s response and their communication throughout. Was there any real danger? Likely not, but it’s comforting to know that the school’s procedures were carried out effectively (considering how many 3-5 year olds they’re wrangling on any given day).
At least, that’s the only way to think about it without going nuts, I think.
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