I am just going to post a Twitter thread here, because there is nothing I can add:
The LOCKDOWN. LOCKS. LIGHTS. OUT OF SIGHT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL announcement had been made not 15 seconds before. They struggled to pull the doors that canâÂÂt contain us a bit closer. The class snuggled nervously, hearts hammering. I didnâÂÂt have to shush the way I do during drills.— Ali Kemp (@schmalisonkemp) March 7, 2018
The LOCKDOWN. LOCKS. LIGHTS. OUT OF SIGHT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL announcement had been made not 15 seconds before. They struggled to pull the doors that canâÂÂt contain us a bit closer. The class snuggled nervously, hearts hammering. I didnâÂÂt have to shush the way I do during drills.
Thank god. A simple miscommunication. But for thirty seconds, it had been real. Not a drill. Thirty seconds of blood pounding in my ears. Of studentsâ eyes on the ground. On the closet doors. On my face.— Ali Kemp (@schmalisonkemp) March 7, 2018
Thank god. A simple miscommunication. But for thirty seconds, it had been real. Not a drill. Thirty seconds of blood pounding in my ears. Of studentsâ eyes on the ground. On the closet doors. On my face.
When we breathed heavy, thick relief and moved out from the closets into Lockout, my ears kept pounding. Ten year old eyes darted to see if peers were equally frightened. Ten year old hands shook slightly.— Ali Kemp (@schmalisonkemp) March 7, 2018
When we breathed heavy, thick relief and moved out from the closets into Lockout, my ears kept pounding. Ten year old eyes darted to see if peers were equally frightened. Ten year old hands shook slightly.
An hour later, alone, bent over my wheezing breast pump, I cried. IâÂÂd debriefed them with the oft repeated reassurance that because of our training and protocols, we were safe.— Ali Kemp (@schmalisonkemp) March 7, 2018
An hour later, alone, bent over my wheezing breast pump, I cried. IâÂÂd debriefed them with the oft repeated reassurance that because of our training and protocols, we were safe.
Demand action. Call. March. Write. For godâÂÂs sake, vote. Because it just...shouldnâÂÂt be like this. We shouldnâÂÂt have to live like any one of us could be a victim. So all of us must be the change. @Everytown @MomsDemand— Ali Kemp (@schmalisonkemp) March 7, 2018
Demand action. Call. March. Write. For godâÂÂs sake, vote. Because it just...shouldnâÂÂt be like this. We shouldnâÂÂt have to live like any one of us could be a victim. So all of us must be the change. @Everytown @MomsDemand