Imagine you’re seated in class at your elementary school. Your teacher talks about how today you’ll be learning to divide; you gleam with newfound excitement, eager to start this path towards knowledge that seems to be opening up for you.
Suddenly, you hear a sound–a sound that scares you to your bones and spends creepy chills down your spine: the school’s alarm is blaring and someone’s voice has announced that the school is on lockdown and everyone has to get out immediately.
Only being at the peak of your very first years of living, you’re utterly confused about the current situation and yet, despite not having a clue what’s going on, you can sense the clear desperation that oozes out of your teacher’s body as she rushes all her students to start running out with shaky hands. You can sense the inevitable fear that blooms from inside your very soul. You can sense the anxiousness that overtakes everybody in the building as they run in single files toward the nearest exit.
Bodies push past each other in a desperate and reckless manner, unconsciously wondering what’s going on and if they’ll survive and if they’ll see their loved ones ever again and if they will be okay after this–whatever this is.
After the built up tension slowly leaves everyone’s lungs as they release a bottled sigh of relief, you’re explained what went on: your school had been threatened and told there was a phone-in bomb awaiting to burst, all after the same place had experienced a horrible mass shooting just six years ago.
This happened today at Sandy Hook Elementary School, where multiple people were suddenly evacuated after having gotten a call at 9 a.m., which had told them there was a possible bomb threat.
Knowing the school’s history–that in which on December 14, 2012, 26 innocent people lost their lives to a mass shooting–evacuation was the best possible outcome today.
Bomb, mass shooting, and many other types of threats seem to be the norm nowadays.
The lives of those who died in the hands of weapons in Sandy Hook a day like today, six years ago, are still being remembered.
But what about the lives that are lost every single day to gun violence–let alone children’s?
They should all be remembered and mourned.
But wouldn’t it be better to just solve this enormous issue of weapon-related violence, instead of holding even more of these innocent souls in our thoughts and prayers?