‘How is this going to help us?’ a teacher asks as versions of this ritual are now stitched into the fabric of the American educational system
The gunshots came from upstairs, pop-pop-pop, and Lindsay Aikman’s heart thumped faster and faster. The school’s public address system announced an active shooter.
The teacher dashed for the nearest hiding place – the boys’ bathroom. She regretted it when the automated lights flicked on. Her thoughts raced: “Should I have gone to the girls’ bathroom? Farther away. Library? Too open. A classroom? Sitting duck.”