My daughter announced that she hates ‘drills.’
All kinds of drills, she says.
They were only about two weeks into the school year at the time.
They had fire drills.
They had a tornado drill.
My oldest daughter chimes in about ‘lock-down drills,’ and how her teacher is so funny but the one thing she is super serious about is anyone who dares to giggle, laugh or even squeak out a hint of noise during a lockdown drill.
“She’ll send you to the principal,” my daughter lowers her voice for added drama.
These older girls of mine try to reassure the youngest sister that drills are essential and there to help and not really a big deal.
But the baby girl is testing out fear here. I can see it on her face and I hear it in the way she keeps bringing these drills up. When she gets home…
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