1) Let me, a Broward schoolteacher near Marjory Stoneman Douglas, give a perspective on school shootings from the inside.
2) Once a year, my co-workers and I are birefed by a LEO on what to do if a gunman enters the school.
Inevitably, we listen to the stories of gun violence at similar schools.
I realize the LEO has given this spiel so much, it's automatic.
3) Rarely, an intimidating stranger will stroll purposefully down the main hallway of a school.
They are either a pissed-off parent, the plainclothes cop you're expected to stop in a drill, or the man who'll orphan your children.
Decide.
4) I keep a jar of marbles and over of the sharp engineering tools stored by the door of my lab, and laugh at the thought that my tubby ass could John McClain anyone.
But they're there.
Might as well be a rabbit's foot.
5) At least once a year, you will have drills of every kind. Shooting nearby, active shooter, bomb, etc. You will not know if each is a drill or if someone is within 100 yards and wants you dead.
Unless it's at 9:15 am.
Then it's mostly a drill.
Mostly.
6) Once, under a lockdown where someone with a gun was at loose & possibly headed towards a school, I hid in the dark of my classroom with twenty tweens, behind a whiteboard, hiding under cardboard boxes.
7) Another time, when it was not a drill but a false alarm, I calmly passed out sharp metal scissors to twenty children, looked them in the eye, and told them that if a gunmen broke in that we would have to rush him en masse and kill him.