We had a code red drill today at our school. For those of you who don't know a code red means an intruder who may intend to do harm has entered into the school.
We have three security levels in my school district. Code green means normal activity. Code yellow means there has been some sort of threat made which the police are taking seriously. There is no outside activities and the building is secured. Classroom doors are locked and students must be escorted in the hallways, no passes, etc. We have had several code yellows at my school over the past couple of years. In one instance, a threat was made and reported for the next day so parents were notified that they could keep their child home if desired. About half my class stayed home.
The last code is code red. A code red means requires me to quickly scan the hallway as I am locking the door pulling down the shade and turning off the lights. Students in the hall, go to the nearest open door. There is a "safe room" on the first floor which will remain open for as long as possible. All other doors are locked within a few seconds.
It has been made very clear to us that we are NOT to open the door for any reason... even if there is a crying, screaming child beating on the door. We have to try to protect the other children. I pray that such a thing will never happen. I've mentioned before that there is only one door to my classroom, my windows only open about a half an inch and if you could get out, it is a two story drop onto concrete. I am glad that my hope and trust is in God!
I had talked to my students this morning about the possibility of there being a drill at any time. It came at 11:00 a.m. today while they were in music. I was relieved I did not have to keep 24 children silent. I went through the routine and sat in the dark for a bit while people came around banging on doors and trying to open them.
Suddenly, lights began to flash in my classroom and an alarm went off. The fire alarm! Our assistant principal flew into action. "Code Green" she said over the intercom. A fire drill was not scheduled. Evacuate the building immediately!" I grabbed the emergency backpack from where it is stowed under my desk and headed outside. The school has over 1,000 students and staff. We evacuated it in two and a half minutes.
When I reached the sidewalk, I headed down toward where I thought my students might be. The regular music teacher is out on a medical leave right now and the long-call sub struggles with them. We didn't know if there had been an actual fire (we've had one before) so I was eager to find my class.
As I spotted them some distance away, a smile spread over my face. There they were, standing straight and quiet in line. Oblivious to some of the chaos around them.
They were doing exactly what they were supposed to do, unaware that I was watching. I was so proud of them for this is what I want to see. I want to see them doing their job regardless of who is watching.
What about us? Do we behave one way when we know we are being watched by other Christians only to behave another way when we think no one is watching us?
May we be recognized as a follower of Christ, no matter who we're with, where we are, or what we're doing.