Locked Down

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The world that my boys live in is not the world that I grew up in.

I watched superstars of the day come together to sing “We Are The World” in response to famine in Africa, I saw the Berlin Wall come down on MTV, and Nelson Mandela freed.

This is not to say that we did not also witness Jeffery Dahmer, Rodney King, and the beginning of Operation Desert Storm.

The good always comes with the bad, but have the scales tipped too much?

Today during school my boys experienced a lock down. This has become routine procedure in the schools since shootings are becoming a common occurrence, and nothing is sacred. The announcement is made that a lock down is in effect and the children are supposed to go to the designated spot, crouch hidden, shoulder to shoulder, and sit silent. The hope being that if a “bad man” is in the building he will pass the locked room by assuming their are no targets for his aggression inside. This necessity turns my stomach in knots. During todays drill one of the doors opened.

When I was attending public school we had fire drills, not lock downs, and our biggest threat was the proverbial candy wielding stranger in a van trying to entice you to get in with him.

Lock downs today are the air raids of the Fifties and they hurt my heart.

Then I see images of Syrian children attempting to sleep in forests outside closed borders, on concrete in foreign cities, in camps. Scared, traumatized by violence and shut out. And I am grateful that at least for my boys the trauma they may or may not experience from these drills is not the trauma a child of war experiences when their home is destroyed by bombs, when their family members are killed before their precious little eyes, when they are physically injured and in pain that most of the privileged will never experience or comprehend.

Why do we not all see these “refugees” as human beings? How do we sit in judgment of even the smallest of children because they were unfortunate enough to be born in a place that is being completely and utterly annihilated by forces outside of their control? Forces that our Patriotism may have contributed to. Why are they sentenced by association?

Are we so willing to just accept this new world as it is and if not what the hell can we do about it? Shall we just begin preparing now for World War III? Build bunkers, hoard canned food, and homeschool. Perhaps the future means that things like lock downs will be the luxuries of the past.

I have three sons who will be required to register with Selective Services upon their eighteenth birthdays which means that if we keep this thing escalating than they could possibly be drafted into the military. The issues of today threaten more than the present and if we continue to refuse to head the past, the future is inevitable.

Where do we go from here? I have no idea. I only hope that we can somehow manage to find the love and heal the wounds.

Let them in. We have plenty of resources we throw into dumps on a daily basis. Try something different. Find the love.

About The Author



I am a food allergy mama of 4 boys, a former fashion designer, and a master of the five point palm exploding heart technique, keeping it Fantastico.

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