I just got an automated call from our school district (while I was finishing up a call on my cell phone with one of my publishers!)…Preteen’s junior high school is in lockdown!
The automated caller said: somebody brought a pellet gun to school. The students are safe. The school is in lockdown. “At this time,” students are expected to be released at their normal dismissal time.
It took FOREVER before there was any news at all online. Finally, half an hour after the call came in, the local newspaper has picked up on the story. Apparently somebody reported seeing a student with a handgun. (If I had heard handgun on that automated call rather than pellet gun, I’d REALLY be crazy right now!) The school was locked down. The police were called. Two pellet guns have been found. And now the police are doing a locker-by-locker and classroom-by-classroom search. No threats have been made.
I’m sure everything is going to be fine…please tell me everything’s going to be fine! I sure hope we get another automated call when it’s all over.
BTW, though nobody’s saying it yet, today is the anniversary of Columbine. (I know that date because it’s also my brother’s birthday.)
It’s not Columbine or Virginia Tech…but you can’t imagine what it feels like to get a call like that until you actually get one. This waiting for further information is making me crazy!!! I’m trying NOT to imagine what it would feel like to hear that shots were actually fired in my
child’s school…
I really, really need to go on a bike ride or something, but I’m afraid to leave the house until I hear everything’s okay.
How scary! The world seems crazy, somehow.
It does…I’ve avoided some of the VA Tech news since I’ve been traveling. I never thought I’d get home and have to deal with that kind of thing myself. You always think, “it can’t happen here,” when the reality is it can happen anywhere.
Are you worried right now? Do you need prayers?
Well, it’s over now (see next post)…but I’m still a little numb. Even though there was no actual threat, this whole thing hit WAY too close for comfort. I am really trying to restraint myself from jumping in the van, driving over there and pulling Preteen out of school for the rest of the day.
That is beyond scary. Sending good thoughts your way…
I appreciate it…I think I’m driving my husband crazy because I keep IMing him at work wanting to know how long it’s going to be before we hear anything!!! And he’s a software engineer, working 30 miles away, so he doesn’t know any more than I do.
Oh, my gosh! I am so glad that everything is ok.