A near heart attack. . .

So it was a busy day at work today, and I was just so tired and excited to get in the car and drive home.  I hate the one-way streets around the school as they make me drive around 2 blocks, just to get out of my parking lot.

So I’m driving around the block, and I just don’t have a good feeling. And then traffic stops.

Cop car has blocked the street with their doors wide open. A crowd of teens is congregating in the entrance of a building on a street notorious for crime.  All of a sudden, one kid starts to run– top speed, and towards my car.

My heart nearly stopped.

He turns up the block, away from me.  I look around at the 3 cop cars that have now arrived and they are all shocked that he’s running.  Two pull some super fast driving moves to head him off.  He comes out the other side, in front of my car.  Two cops go chasing after him, billyclubs out and all.

The chances of someone pulling a gun eventually is pretty high so I squeezed past the cop car and turned up another block.

This same street just three blocks up clocked the city’s first murder of 2008, and I was not about to stick around to see what happened.  Everyone knows you don’t stay out in East New York after dark.  Normally I can deal with city life, but when crime is thrust right in front of my face, I’m not such a fan. . .


About jaimeanne

I'm me. Graphic designer extraordinaire, urban master teacher of social studies, former adjunct professor, high school principal, and now most importantly-- Mom to the cutest little girl ever. I try to live by the quote, "Work like you don't need money, Love like you've never been hurt, And dance like no one's watching." I believe in Christ, and sometimes I'm just trying to figure out what He wants me to do. This blog chronicles that journey.
This entry was posted in Crooklyn, New York City. Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to A near heart attack. . .

  1. katie says:

    omg! i’m glad you were able to sneak away before things got *super* scary.

  2. Daniel says:

    Yeah, she’s on the phone with me as this is occurring. Imagine what I am thinking as she is describing this to me!

  3. Paige says:

    Oh my, Jaime, I’m so glad you didn’t end up on the evening news.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s