So, again in the news are stories of how teachers risked their own lives to save the children we put in their care. In Oklahoma, one teacher was found on top of three children. The children were fine, the teacher was not. Another covered six more children with her body to shield them. Another saved a young child trapped under a wall.
In Newtown, Conn. -- you remember Newtown? -- teachers herded children into safe places and shielded them with their bodies. They died in hallways trying to save perhaps one more child. They told frightened and crying children that they loved them, so that in case the unimaginable happened they would die knowing they were loved.
And we treat them like dirt.
We pay them a pittance. We scream about their job security. We moan about their pensions.
I'm ashamed of myself today. And you should be, too.