Friday, May 25, 2007

Scary School Crisis

My oldest daughter attends the local High School. A couple of weeks ago, someone wrote in indelible black "ink" - "It's Coming May 25th" in a couple of the boys' bathrooms. I learned about it via another mom before a band performance last week. Yesterday, we received a letter from the school saying the matter had been thoroughly investigated and no immediate threat was found, but the school would have extra security on hand as well as parent volunteers to keep an eye on things. They also said they respected the right of parents to keep their children out of school that day.

Now, in truth, "It's coming May 25th" could mean anything. Pirates is out, there is a new video game out (teen flavor) or anything really. You know, Half Price Books is having a sale today. BUT, in light of VA Tech, it could also mean something much more scary. Unless the school knows what is in the mind of the person who wrote that message, there is no way to be sure what it means.

I asked my daughter what her feelings were and she said she had to much to do to miss school. Yes, she's an amazing kid. If I were given a chance to skip school with my parent's permission, I'd be all over that.

SO, I drove my daughter to school early this morning as she has band practice. Her and a group of other students will leave at 3:00pm to go to the state solo and ensemble competition.

I'm a nervous wreck. I don't think there's enough Paxil in the world to handle the anxiety I'm feeling right now.

To make matters worse, I drop off youngster #2 at school and her teacher tells me about a boy in driver's ed (who goes to the same high school) who said he'd make Va Tech look like a walk in the park. He said over a month ago and the police looked into it, but who can say if he's the one who wrote the message?

I call my husband and he says I'm over-reacting. Is this a mom-gland thing and guys just don't get it? I was in tears when I told him that story. It just scares me out of my wits. Ok, so I'm a bit overprotective. My kids are alive and no stranger has abducted them, no one has abused them and at least one of them still believes in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.

I'm going to keep praying. That's all I know to do. God is bigger than the whole issue and he's certainly bigger than Paxil. He'll see me through this.

Pray, too, ok?

~Carla

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