When Will Chicago Find Peace?

View of the skyline from the top of the ferris wheel on Navy Pier

The story of a nine year old boy being lured into an alley to be shot to death shattered my heart. The fact that it was gang related makes no difference to me; nine year old boys should not be afraid of being shot in an alley. This is a fear my children will never know. There are rarely any shootings in our Chicago suburb. My children won’t be lured into an alley; their father (or mother) are not gang bangers.  I am not afraid of stray bullets flying through my living room.

How can I help prevent these violent crimes? I could vote for stricter gun laws, which I am inclined to do, but many of the guns in these crimes are obtained illegally. I could vote for politicians who will be tough on crime, but I’m only allowed to vote for Cook County politicians, not City of Chicago politicians. What, then, can I do to help bring peace to our city?

The shootings in Chicago are out of control, but violence doesn’t require a gun. Nor does violence only happen in urban areas. When I was teaching in a small rural town, a young teacher didn’t show up for work one day. She hadn’t called for a substitute and didn’t answer the phone. The principal drove out to her farmhouse and discovered something simply horrifyingly. My colleague had been strangled with a telephone cord, presumably by someone she knew.

I just don’t know the answers. I wish I did. What can I do?

Well, I can continue to do what I’m doing. I can give my students a hug or high-5 when they walk into the classroom. I can help them feel safe when they are at school. I can teach my preschoolers to be kind to each other; to share; to not hit; and when something happens, to say, “I’m sorry.” I can help start them on the right path.

Even the mayor of Chicago must have (belatedly) remembered what he learned as a child. When you do something wrong, you need to apologize.

Rahm Emanuel

Will peace ever come to Chicago? I’m not sure it can. But here’s something else I can do; I can hope.



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Cozy Dogs for Breakfast

It was the last morning of our Springfield trip, and there was one more thing on our bucket list. We had already visited the Lincoln Presidential Museum, Lincoln’s Tomb, and Lincoln’s New Salem. We had gotten lost while on hiking in the woods and searched for an original stretch of historical Route 66. We had even eaten horseshoes! But there was one thing we hadn’t done yet. We hadn’t had an original Cozy Dog.

Route 66 Cozy Dog

I didn’t want to hang out around Springfield until lunchtime just to eat a Cozy Dog, but Ed had done his research, as he so often does when it comes to food! The Cozy Dog opened in the morning, so we could stop for one before we drove home.

What is a Cozy Dog, you ask? A Cozy Dog is a hot dog on a stick, surrounded by a deliciously crispy fried layer of corn meal. Yes, you got it. It’s a corn dog!

Emmy cozy dogDid I mention that it was also Ed and my wedding anniversary? We knew we wouldn’t have a romantic dinner out that evening, so we settled for an anniversary kiss next to the “cozy” dogs! It was a very, um, romantic breakfast…with our two children.

anniversary kiss

Ed and I are going to rectify the absence of an anniversary dinner by going out on Saturday night, to celebrate our anniversary two months after the actual day. I’m really looking forward to this weekend–it’s been a long time since our last date night.

As much as I love corn dogs, I hope we have something a little more gourmet for dinner!

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