I know this may seem like an odd title for a blog post, but I try to start all my articles (lately) with the word “Surviving”.
However what this is not going to be about is how to survive a school shooting. I don’t have that answer. I have had a gun pointed at my head with live ammunition in south Florida as a tourist. I clearly know how that can loosen one’s bowels for sure, but I have never lost a child to a crazed shooter, nor have I felt the burning piercing pain of a bullet as it rips through vital organs or goes into my brain.
I was pushed to write about this today because a coach I follow on Facebook posted a poignant but badly timed video on her part about teenagers who had died in a car accident and how we need to tell our kids everyday we love them. Of course we do, as well as telling our husbands, wives, moms and dads, and more the same thing.
I found myself writing that we also need to tell our children EVERY DAY OF THEIR CHILDHOOD YEARS that if any one posts anything on any social media platform about bringing a weapon to school that this is when the teen aged silly secret bond ends and you trust your parents/teachers/whomever with this information. It has saved lives to rat out the writer.
Yes, kids post things for the shock and awe value they receive BUT it is even more shocking to hear a gun get fired and watch your friends get shot and killed.
I was thinking how about telling your children every day as they leave for school “I love you so much and remember if any one posts anything about a bomb, a gun, or any weapon that would make me cry at your grave, you need to tell the nearest adult.” I am not trying to sound like a bad joke. Kids tune us out. We need to reach them with words and mental pictures of how death is forever.
You see these are the same kids who play violent video games (whether you have allowed it or not) and after they kill all the bad people one day they turn it on again and all those bad people are alive again. Kids don’t grasp the fact that they will not live forever. They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that death is final, after all they can turn the game on tomorrow and everyone is alive again.
We need to make them understand that this is not how life is…..we need to love them and protect them and give them permission to rat out the person making threats. We need to teach them it is okay to be the rat, because rats save lives.
I want to thank a dear friend, Lynn, for sharing with me the idea for writing this article when she talked to me about the violence in video games these days.
Also before I end this article, here in Brooksville, FL where I live the sheriff’s department arrested a 13 year old boy for felony theft of an AK-47. Yes you read that right. He stole it because his mother would not buy him one. WTF did he need an AK-47 for at age 13? Scary stuff out there people! Teach your children well and pray.