As I dropped Sasha off at school today things were very different. We weren't allowed in the front doors and everyone was directed to the cafeteria. Typically, I'd drop her off via the carpool lane (which was very backed up itself) but we had Easter treats. Teachers weren't letting anyone but the "upstairs" (middle school) kids out of the cafeteria once we got in. Something was definitely not right. Sasha had never been in this large room full of "big kids" before school and was not quite feeling her typical confident self. She clutched my arm as we proceeded through the field of uniformed kids and backpacks to a mom and daughter we knew. All she had heard was that a teacher was possibly having a crisis.
After 10-15 mins (just after 8am), the PK kids were given the all clear to go to their rooms with any parents still there assisting. Something had definitely happened... teachers and staff had red eyes, whispers were going on, and one of our parish priests was in full "uniform" coming towards us (not typical for this time of day).
Our school had lost a teacher, one of it's own... this is what had happened. No one was prepared, she hadn't been sick. That's hard for adults to understand, let alone the 4 and 5 year old of her class and those that she had been with just a few years before. While Sasha didn't have her in class, she was in the same grade and she often got her out of our car in the mornings.
God bless Ms Cathy, her family and all those missing her. Asking God to comfort her family. May He help the children to understand and the parents to have the wisdom to answer the questions they may have.