I was walking the dog shortly after word came that 19 children and two teachers were gunned down by an 18 year old white male at Robb Elementary School in Ulvade Texas. I had to get out and breath because I was close to hyperventilating from my anger. Not again, Dear God! NOT AGAIN! But it did happen again. I was filled with such rage that it scared me. While walking off my sadness and outrage at this senseless act, a school bus stopped and young children from my neighborhood filed out. This would be one of the last few days they would be riding the bus home with summer break coming at the end of the week. I watched those kids carrying backpacks too big for their small frames saunter off the bus, heading to their houses. Tears formed in my eyes, I was elated that they made it home safely, but gobsmacked by the realization that parents have to live with holding their breath when sending their children to and from school.
I was a teacher for over twenty years. I taught during a time when students and faculty had their share of challenges, but being gunned down in our classroom wasn’t one of them. And I’ve heard all the arguments from legislators and even people I know regarding their Second Amendments rights and justifications for owning assault weapons. I don’t want to hear it anymore. It’s asinine and ridiculous. The only change that can happen is at the ballot box. It’s time for America to choose, our children or our guns.