Random Notions and Stories of Teaching

October 01, 2005

Extra, Extra

Those are just a few of the words that could explain my emotions. Though they are understatements.

Last January, I saw on the news that a man had killed his girlfriend, her son, and a KSU student. Living as close to Cleveland as I do, shootings are horribly commonplace. However, that is in "the big city". Not here. This one hit our small community hard. "Things like this don't happen here".

The saddest part for me is I knew the little boy who died. I had actually been his teacher for a week and a half. I told him goodbye when he moved because his "real" teacher couldn't. He was a typical kid. He was sweet and always had a smile.

What makes me angry is this monster's defense. He is now claiming that he was high (meth and other depressants) and not taking his medicine. He claims to be bipolar. However, what he describes is more schizophrenia than bipolar disorder. He killed three people. Three INNOCENT people. A child and a young woman who was practically a child. I don't care how sick he was. If he gets off... oh, if he gets off I will be positively ill.

The trial is just beginning. Details are emerging. All I can ask myself is what kind of home life did this sweet child have? Did we, as teachers, do everything we could have done to remove him from a dangerous home environment? Could something we have done prevented this?

What kind of horrible world do we live in? Hope you and yours are safe. Give them an extra hug today. Just because you can.


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