Monday, May 23, 2011

I was asked to write a about an event in American History. When I was offered the project, I did not know what, specifically.

After accepting the project, I learned the topic was the Columbine Massacre. This is really hard.

Age-wise I would have been classmates with Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold.

In Utah, some of the girls knew the boys... or at least knew of them.

All I can think about is how it happened in my perspective. Of all of the memories I have- this is one of the most clear. More clear than being told I was going home even.

This was a generational tragedy. The first tragedy that was widely covered by eyewitnesses on cell phones.

As a student- this shook me. As a pacifist this scared me. Now as a mother, this terrifies me.

I am glad that my kids are with me everyday. I am glad I am teaching them to honor and accept themselves.

More over I am sad. So so sad that this happened. So unable to address the enormity of what happened... what ever I say will not do justice to the reality.

As a person of faith I take comfort in knowing that G-d is looking after them. But that does not help the "why" or the loss or the tragedy.

How can I write about something that brings me back to being a kid- to watching it?


Anonymous said...

I think I was in elementary school when that happened. I remember seeing snippets of news coverageon TV, but I don't think I really grasped the severity of the situation at the time. There are times now, though, that I will be walking through campus to class and wonder if anyone's brought a gun, and if the person who brought it is on my side of campus or on the opposite side of campus. I get scared that I'll be minding my business walking to class and get grabbed around the neck by someone holding a gun against my head. I know that's insane, but it's something I think about during school. The semester ended a few weeks ago, so I haven't been on campus for a while now, but I hope nothing like that ever happens at my university, or anywhere else, for that matter. I hope you're able to work the article without having an onset of too many bad memories. I remember reading a book about Columbine in high school called, "She Said Yes" and it was so incredibly sad, even though somewhat uplifting in the end. I can't imagine actually going through something like that.

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