After I’ve read the 3 books about martyr Rachel Scott and the Columbine High School Massacre that happened in 1999, hearing news about teenagers involved in illegal possession of firearms and school shootings no longer shocked me. But when I watched the news this morning about 3rd Graders in Waycross, Georgia who plotted to knock out, handcuff and stab their teacher last Friday, I was seriously alarmed.
Those kids ages 8 to 10 brought a paperweight, a steak knife, and handcuffs to school with a plot to attack their teacher. Apparently, they got mad after the teacher punished one of their classmates. They said the plot was organized enough that the students each had a role in it such as covering the classroom windows and cleaning up the mess. Their “plan” was unraveled when another student reported that a classmate had a knife in her backpack.
While “experts” believe that the children were just being playful and would not actually have followed through with it, I on the other hand (an ordinary individual, tsss!) find the news alarming. Don’t you? I mean, if they wanted to get back at their teacher, they should have just thought of a less cruel revenge. Maybe spread a nasty rumor or make fun of the teacher when she’s not looking. Coz that’s what my classmate did when we were in high school. Lolz.
I hope those kids realize the gravity of what they could have done — if they were actually serious about it. 8, 9, and 10 are such young ages. When I was their age all my classmates and I could think about was the bell finally ringing for recess so we can get on with our Patintero tournament! The cruelest thing I’ve witnessed in school then was when two of my classmates screamed foul words at each other and didn’t speak for a whole year. Life was simpler then. Heh. :p
Read the whole story about the 3rd graders here. What’s the world coming to??
I have this leaflet situated right in front of me in the office for the past three days now. I can’t say that I am totally annoyed by it because every time I’m having a hard time concentrating on the work I have to do, I glanced down at the thing and see myself as the girl version of the guy in the photo who looks like he’s on the verge of going crazy! It’s like the leaflet has the ability to recognize and feel my emotion at those moments. Ah, empathy.