Letter to My Son
Dear Son, I last wrote to you at the beginning of your school year. We are now in the swing of the Christmas season. It's wonderful and magical, to see how much you love Christmas time. But I have to catch up. At school, you had your first school drill. I heard about it from another parent on Facebook. It seems that some children had nightmares after the drill, thinking of bad people breaking into the school. I asked you about the drill. You said, "Some kids hid in their cubby. I hid in the closet. The teacher locked the door and turned off the lights. We had to be very quiet. Then the teacher had to find the kids and let them out." You said you weren't scared. It's so sad that our society needs this, but I'm grateful the school has the drill. They have it right to keep safety as a priority. You love Mrs. Bonura. You said she has rules, but that she also helps the kids and you like that. You are good at following rules, but I know you