Two blogs post in one day...
This hasn't happened for a while.
"Something has happened" were not the words I expected to hear this morning during the first period of my student teaching day.
My supervising teacher and I were not sure what to think.
What could be happening.
Then eventually the news came.
One of the popular, sweet, smart students had died.
A student I had just watched that morning on the [prerecorded] announcements.
Then I saw.
The teachers' sadness.
I wanted to help.
I wanted to relate.
But how much is too much?
Where is my place in all of this?
The news spread.
I watched as students broke down.
My heart breaking for them..
Remembering my own heart break.
I want to stop it but I cannot.
I want to protect them but it is too late.
It is not fair.
It is not fair for kids to know this at their age.
For God's sake, they are only fourteen at the most.
It is too early for them.
Then I think of the parents.
Thinking of them as they lay down tonight.
As they go throw the roller coaster of grief.
I blocked the tears most of the day.