At noon, my five year old grandson Aiden returned from kindergarten excited to share all of the news of his morning at school.
With only one reminder, he hung up his backpack and settled in for lunch.
For such a little guy he eats a lot.
Then again, we had races up and down the stairs this morning before school. He always won! Not setting a good example, I know! Then again, aren’t visiting Grandmothers allowed some leeway?
As we talked over lunch he told me about a drill that they had practiced at school.
“Oh, a fire drill?” I asked.
“No, Oma,” he replied sternly. “A drill in case bad people come to our school and we have to hide!”
I stopped talking and digested this information.
He is napping now.
I think of him and his school mates who rode the bus this morning.
I think of the children of Aleppo.
Reality sneaks its ugly head in our lives in ways we can not imagine.
“There is no trust more sacred than the one the world holds with children. There is no duty more important than ensuring that their rights are respected, that their welfare is protected, that their lives are free from fear and want and that they can grow up in peace.”
— Kofi Annan
Read more about my visit to Denver in Sunday Thoughts