High School Shooter Copy Cats?

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What is going on? The students here at the HS are always letting me in on the scoop. A girl said on Social Media 3 students threaten to shoot up the school yesterday and were arrested. Now today a different girl says tomorrow...a boy or boys are going to blow up or shoot up the school. I asked why and she said one boy is failing with a 14 in one class and he told the teacher change it or I will shoot you. OMg. She said most of the students are NOT coming tomorrow. What? Social Media is feeding these kids into venting, threatening and copying the evil of this world. Your thoughts. Is it just my area?

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(From Neats BSN) Coming from a highly dysfunctional familyI left and never looked back, went to college and made something of myself.

I did the same the same thing, and my girls always had to do their homework before playing, plus they both had chores to do.

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The morals of our society have been worn down since about the 1960's, replaced with "tolerance" and political correctness in regard to anything and everything.

Old-fashioned discipline, pride in and respect for family, self, community, and country, not to mention the positive role of religion, and self-control are merely words now.

"rights" are in, along with having abortions or being single parents and exploring sexuality/gender. "Compassion" rules, not good sense. There is a time for just about everything, but we have gone off the deep end.

Time to shut down the US Dept of Education. Local control of schools is necessary.

News media need to stop splaying terrible incidents all over the TV, internet, etc., beyond a few stories reporting what happens. but keeping it up for days on end just encourages fear and copycats. Social media need to be greatly lessened.

FBI apparent errors, failures by those to whom Cruz was reported helped this happen, it seems. Not being an insider, I don't really know the details.

Where are his birth parents?

The parents are dead. Plus video games with increased profanity, sex & violence in them, including the entertainment industry.
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The following article written by my daughter in the same area I live and posted on Facebook:2/23/18

The lockdown. (This is NOT a drill)

Today in Kindergarten I sat huddled with 25 children who were hiding under tables and behind bookshelves in my classroom after we were suddenly placed in lockdown.

We were working in morning centers when we saw the police cars outside the classroom window thinking it was a typical day, as we have seen police in and out of our school since the Florida shooting. However, this time the lights were flashing and it was a bit more obvious.

Today was different.

Today, for a brief moment, I felt that we were about to become another statistic. Today I felt the rush of fear – the moment of panic – as my paraprofessional and I shoved 25 souls placed in our charge under tables and out view from anyone outside the room. We knew something about the room that the children didn't realize.

Our classroom is the first one past the office.

As we sat huddled I looked at my partner in the classroom and knew she was someone I could count on. We whispered together the plan, if this were indeed a situation, and how we would get the children out of the classroom alive. It took one minute.

We looked at the kids and reminded them that this was a drill. "That being said," I whispered, "if this was NOT A DRILL and we have to leave ... THIS is what we would do." They listened intently and nodded their heads.

We sat quietly for what seemed like an ETERNITY, and then heard the "all clear" from the office. It was probably 10 or 15 minutes, but honestly I still can't breathe. (It was NOT a drill.)

We managed to make it through the day as if it HAD been a drill, and tried very hard to keep the children in their comfortable routine. We laughed, we reprimanded, we did Show and Tell and Kid Writing. But we knew things would never be the same.

I took time to hug each child very hard. I laughed at their stories and I marveled at their writing, I let them play an extra 30 minutes and then watched them write in their journals. I looked at each of them as they worked and thought about how bright their futures would be. I thought about my own children and how much I loved them. I thanked God for the wonderful life I have now, and then thought about my own future.

We know life is fragile. It just sucks that something like this has to happen to remind us of that.

Peace my friends. And don't forget to hug your kids.

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SmitoniusAndSonata said...I still have dreams about the time it wasn't just a fire drill but a real fire and we had to get 14 pre-schoolers out.

February 23, 2018 at 6:20 PMzFdxGE77vvD2w5xHy6jkVuElKv-U9_9qLkRYK8OnbDeJPtjSZ82UPq5w6hJ-SA=s35

Yo said...xoxoxoxoxo.

February 23, 2018 at 6:34 PMzFdxGE77vvD2w5xHy6jkVuElKv-U9_9qLkRYK8OnbDeJPtjSZ82UPq5w6hJ-SA=s35

booksandcandy said...I was thinking of the time where it wasn't a drill. Our drill was supposed to be the next day. We were a day early that was my first clue. For some reason I had a walkie talkie and as I was turning it off I heard "do we have a description?" That is when my heart sunk. 2 gym classes hiding 2 teachers who didn't hear what I heard and me a paraprofessional whose student got swept up with the classes and her peers ( thankfully) but now slightly out of my reach without causing a bit of chaos if I need to grab my student.

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February 24, 2018 at 7:02 AM

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The following article written by my daughter in the same area I live and posted on Facebook:2/23/18

The lockdown. (This is NOT a drill)

Today in Kindergarten I sat huddled with 25 children who were hiding under tables and behind bookshelves in my classroom after we were suddenly placed in lockdown.

We were working in morning centers when we saw the police cars outside the classroom window thinking it was a typical day, as we have seen police in and out of our school since the Florida shooting. However, this time the lights were flashing and it was a bit more obvious.

Today was different.

Today, for a brief moment, I felt that we were about to become another statistic. Today I felt the rush of fear – the moment of panic – as my paraprofessional and I shoved 25 souls placed in our charge under tables and out view from anyone outside the room. We knew something about the room that the children didn't realize.

Our classroom is the first one past the office.

As we sat huddled I looked at my partner in the classroom and knew she was someone I could count on. We whispered together the plan, if this were indeed a situation, and how we would get the children out of the classroom alive. It took one minute.

We looked at the kids and reminded them that this was a drill. "That being said," I whispered, "if this was NOT A DRILL and we have to leave ... THIS is what we would do." They listened intently and nodded their heads.

We sat quietly for what seemed like an ETERNITY, and then heard the "all clear" from the office. It was probably 10 or 15 minutes, but honestly I still can't breathe. (It was NOT a drill.)

We managed to make it through the day as if it HAD been a drill, and tried very hard to keep the children in their comfortable routine. We laughed, we reprimanded, we did Show and Tell and Kid Writing. But we knew things would never be the same.

I took time to hug each child very hard. I laughed at their stories and I marveled at their writing, I let them play an extra 30 minutes and then watched them write in their journals. I looked at each of them as they worked and thought about how bright their futures would be. I thought about my own children and how much I loved them. I thanked God for the wonderful life I have now, and then thought about my own future.

We know life is fragile. It just sucks that something like this has to happen to remind us of that.

Peace my friends. And don't forget to hug your kids.

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SmitoniusAndSonata said...I still have dreams about the time it wasn't just a fire drill but a real fire and we had to get 14 pre-schoolers out.

February 23, 2018 at 6:20 PMzFdxGE77vvD2w5xHy6jkVuElKv-U9_9qLkRYK8OnbDeJPtjSZ82UPq5w6hJ-SA=s35

Yo said...xoxoxoxoxo.

February 23, 2018 at 6:34 PMzFdxGE77vvD2w5xHy6jkVuElKv-U9_9qLkRYK8OnbDeJPtjSZ82UPq5w6hJ-SA=s35

booksandcandy said...I was thinking of the time where it wasn't a drill. Our drill was supposed to be the next day. We were a day early that was my first clue. For some reason I had a walkie talkie and as I was turning it off I heard "do we have a description?" That is when my heart sunk. 2 gym classes hiding 2 teachers who didn't hear what I heard and me a paraprofessional whose student got swept up with the classes and her peers ( thankfully) but now slightly out of my reach without causing a bit of chaos if I need to grab my student.

No more

February 24, 2018 at 7:02 AM

This brought tears to my eyes.

School should be a safe haven for children, no one should have to fear sending their child to school that it's the last time they will see them.

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The following article written by my daughter in the same area I live and posted on Facebook:2/23/18

The lockdown. (This is NOT a drill)

Today in Kindergarten I sat huddled with 25 children who were hiding under tables and behind bookshelves in my classroom after we were suddenly placed in lockdown.

We were working in morning centers when we saw the police cars outside the classroom window thinking it was a typical day, as we have seen police in and out of our school since the Florida shooting. However, this time the lights were flashing and it was a bit more obvious.

Today was different.

Today, for a brief moment, I felt that we were about to become another statistic. Today I felt the rush of fear – the moment of panic – as my paraprofessional and I shoved 25 souls placed in our charge under tables and out view from anyone outside the room. We knew something about the room that the children didn't realize.

Our classroom is the first one past the office.

As we sat huddled I looked at my partner in the classroom and knew she was someone I could count on. We whispered together the plan, if this were indeed a situation, and how we would get the children out of the classroom alive. It took one minute.

We looked at the kids and reminded them that this was a drill. "That being said," I whispered, "if this was NOT A DRILL and we have to leave ... THIS is what we would do." They listened intently and nodded their heads.

We sat quietly for what seemed like an ETERNITY, and then heard the "all clear" from the office. It was probably 10 or 15 minutes, but honestly I still can't breathe. (It was NOT a drill.)

We managed to make it through the day as if it HAD been a drill, and tried very hard to keep the children in their comfortable routine. We laughed, we reprimanded, we did Show and Tell and Kid Writing. But we knew things would never be the same.

I took time to hug each child very hard. I laughed at their stories and I marveled at their writing, I let them play an extra 30 minutes and then watched them write in their journals. I looked at each of them as they worked and thought about how bright their futures would be. I thought about my own children and how much I loved them. I thanked God for the wonderful life I have now, and then thought about my own future.

We know life is fragile. It just sucks that something like this has to happen to remind us of that.

Peace my friends. And don't forget to hug your kids.

She spread her wings, gathered her chicks, and protected them until it was over and beyond. What a horrific scare...she followed the plan and did what was needed to be done - most excellent.

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Kids aren't safe at home either - parental/significant other abuse, drive-by shootings, parents/boyfriends/girlfriends on drugs/ETOH, watching domestic violence to where it becomes normalized - life sucks for many kids.

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I wonder if there's a way to reach out to the socially isolated kids early and integrate them into social groups and cliques.

I mean really early, like K through 3rd grades. A way to notice which kids aren't fitting in, or they're not being invited to parties or play dates, and try to find a way to encourage social skills for the isolated kid and compassion to the classmates.

Unfortunately, by the time these a-typical kids are teens, they've made up a story for themselves, a narrative to explain why they have no friends, and they are more suspicious and reactive to interactions with other kids.

Now, to be fair, most unpopular kids will never pick up a gun and start shooting. They'll just live isolated lives of quiet desperation.

But there is that tiny set who will decide to punish the mean people of the world.

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We had to evacuate our Middle School due to a "Post-It" left on the wall in the library. The note said there was a bomb, and it was set to go off the next day. Parents and the community received NIXL messages that explained what had happened, that there was a note, and that authorities are treating it as a real bomb threat.

Because our district schools are all close, they made the decision to evacuate kids from the middle school to the elementary school, a playing field away. I am not a paranoid individual, but I can truthfully say that walking across that field, I thought we were all sitting, "walking", targets.

I am in California, born and raised, and for the thousands of FIRE and EARTHQUAKE drills and true evacuations I have participated in, growing up and throughout my career, I have never felt the true visceral dread I felt that day.

The reality of it happening ANYWHERE is all to apparent. The mandatory "classes" we take on how to spot, and help, kids who display "red flag" behaviors are, at most, palliative.

I agree with spending more time, and resources, on the children when they are younger, pre K-3, to give them more of an opportunity to develop the self confidence and social skills they need.

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I wonder if there's a way to reach out to the socially isolated kids early and integrate them into social groups and cliques.

I mean really early, like K through 3rd grades. A way to notice which kids aren't fitting in, or they're not being invited to parties or play dates, and try to find a way to encourage social skills for the isolated kid and compassion to the classmates.

Unfortunately, by the time these a-typical kids are teens, they've made up a story for themselves, a narrative to explain why they have no friends, and they are more suspicious and reactive to interactions with other kids.

Now, to be fair, most unpopular kids will never pick up a gun and start shooting. They'll just live isolated lives of quiet desperation.

But there is that tiny set who will decide to punish the mean people of the world.

This link was posted on one of these threads...I sent it to my entire campus. The response I got was "crickets." NO one responded in any way. Meanwhile, the drums keep beating...

One Teacher’s Brilliant Strategy to Stop Future School Shootings | Reader's Digest

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We had several bomb threats to hospitals or even suspicious packages alerts.

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