What if it were my school you bombed? Would it matter then at all?

I teach children who came here after they have lost everything..

They are brown, black, white..all colors that did not protect them from losing their homes.

I teach them when there is electricity and when there is none.

I even teach them about electricity itself, without enough electricity.

Just one dim light of a single lamp at night we continue.

Some of them are called adults by the simple accident of a number.

But they are children in the way that matters: they still look for meaning in the world. They are naive and they want to be happy.

Many have PTSD from things they have seen too early , loss and survival.

No one there will film documentaries about them. No one will thank them for their service so that your gasoline may be cheap.

Today I teach them physics.

But maybe I should ask them what they think about bombs falling on schools.