And the down side...

Recently our school has been vandalized quite a bit. This weekend a "molotov cocktail" exploded on the playground and left broken glass everywhere. Obscenities and threats to our school were written all over all the basketball poles.

Monday night someone broke into one of the classrooms. This sicko left a nice, wet pile of human shit in the room. He lit a cigarette and tried to catch the carpet on fire to burn the place down. He wrote horrible things on the overhead screen and classroom maps. He threw some stuff around.

There is a suspect. A former student, angry at the school but just angry in general and has been all of his life. He's made threats before - said he would get a gun, come to the school and shoot as many people as possible, and other such things of this nature.

Maybe now my ex-ex boyfriend of many moons ago will understand why, when I was a student teacher and Columbine got all shot up, I cried like a baby for an hour and then ranted for another hour after that: because as far away as it seems, it's never far enough to say "it would never happen here."