Childhood’s End

Tamir Rice came into my mind before Nell mentioned him in this post. She expressed truth so well here that I wanted to share it.

Nell Castle

Silhouette of two young boys playing cowboys with a cap gun and rubberband gun.

I was standing outside of Helen’s car in the library parking lot, updating her on her son Anthony’s reading progress after one of our tutoring sessions. Helen grabbed Anthony’s arm suddenly and he froze, shifting guilty eyes from his mother’s angry face.

“I told you, never shoot at people!”

At my quizzical look, Helen explained. From the corner of her eye she’d caught him cocking his hand like a gun and training it across the windshield, narrowing one eye and holding on to his elbow like snipers do in movies.

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