On the morning following the murderous shooting spree at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, Texas—and ten days after the white-supremacist homicides at Tops Friendly Market in a largely Black neighborhood in east Buffalo—I was talking with a parent of a child in my first-grader’s class about whether they had discussed these recent events with their children. I myself had not found what I felt was the right time or the right words to tell my own children about the shootings. This parent related to me how that conversation had gone in their household. Their first-grader had, at first, thought that the murders had occurred at our elementary school and immediately declared that they would never go to school again. When their parent tried to reassure them that the shooting had happened elsewhere—far away, in Texas—the child wanted to know exactly how far away Texas was. How long would it take...

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