I was meeting with my boss, the campus president. Routine stuff, and some joking around.
An instructor threw open the door and came into the office. He had a look of urgency as he said: “There is an extremely emotionally distraught student downstairs. And he’s talking about hurting someone.”
Instinctually, we both jumped out of our chairs and ran downstairs. The student wasn’t there. Other students in the classroom looked confused and had expressions ranging from worried to fearful. Within 2 minutes, we located the student. He was crying, almost hyperventilating. His fists were clenched, his face red, his eyes narrowed. He could barely talk, but when he did there was hatred and intense anger. This student, who normally was a jolly class clown, who always respectfully said hello to me with a chuckle, was indeed emotionally distraught.
But luckily and thankfully not violent.
When we pulled him into the…
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