This past holiday season, my Christmas Wish was for every gun to turn into a Kiss Gun.
Last week was a perfect example of people who would have benefited from my wish:
In Texas, a 15 year old kid brought a pellet gun to school and assaulted another student. According to this New York Times brief, he not only didn't tell anyone it wasn't a "real" gun, but he also pointed it at police officers on the scene. After not complying with the police officers' multiple demands to drop the gun, he was shot twice and killed.
Showing posts with label spot the difference. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spot the difference. Show all posts
Monday, January 9, 2012
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Spot the difference
One thing I'll always remember from sixth grade was my social studies teacher, Mrs. Diamond. She looked old enough to have witnessed the crossing of the Delaware river and she ran a tight ship. Especially when compared to the cool, new, young math teacher who was closer to my age than to most of her colleagues, Mrs. Diamond scared kids.
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