Today is the two-year annivesary of the shootings that happened in our school. I wasn't sure if I was going to even mention it today on my blog, and still I don't really know what to say, but in the end it feels wrong to write nothing of it. I spend so much of my time in this place, and I see my students still so affected by the tragedy. Adam comes home with stories of his students - the students of that ninth grade class two years ago, students who were in the room when it happened - and how they are finally starting to heal, often through writing they do in Adam's class...Part of me thinks there is no reason to mention where I teach and what happened there because I don't want it to define the place. I know a lot of teachers and community members worry about that----- Everyone will think of the reservation and immediately link it to "the shooting". But the fact is that it happened, and the community deals with it every day, and the students are afraid, or they are numb, and the loss of so many lives in that small community - a community where everyone is somehow tied to everyone else - is too devastating to not acknowledge.