The Heart of the Thing
A month ago Gray woke up and said he didn't want to go to school. His sister concurred. As a teacher I abhor parents who let their kids rule the roost and their absence percentile. But for this day, for some reason, I agreed to letting them stay at home. My parting words as I left for work were, 'If there is an emergency run next door to Cindy and then run to my classroom.' (We live on campus). Two hours later my children walked into the kitchen to find our beloved nanny, Memory, unconscious on the kitchen floor. And they did what I instructed them to do and literally saved her life. She had had a seizure due to high blood pressure and would have asphyxiated on the floor had Cindy not been there to get her breathing. I was then alerted, raced home, got Memory to hospital and she is recovering. It was a traumatic experience for all of us. We've had play therapy and with all the stresses of normal life on top of managing my kids and their trauma I decided to revisit an ...