It is Ok to have Big Feelings about smoky skies: Yesterday, around 1:15pm, the sky in New York City turned orange from wildfire smoke filling the atmosphere. As the light streaming in from the windows dimmed, brains of children sitting in classrooms detected danger. Perceptions became altered, and attention paid to any chatter about the outside became heightened. Children began to cry, scream, and move their bodies in attempt to answer the call of their amygdala: run. fight. freeze. All around them, grownups - fighting their own brains' calls to action - struggled with what to do. Voices elevated, and the following refrain was uttered in varying volumes:
It's okay to have big feelings about smoky skies
It's okay to have big feelings about smoky…
It's okay to have big feelings about smoky skies
It is Ok to have Big Feelings about smoky skies: Yesterday, around 1:15pm, the sky in New York City turned orange from wildfire smoke filling the atmosphere. As the light streaming in from the windows dimmed, brains of children sitting in classrooms detected danger. Perceptions became altered, and attention paid to any chatter about the outside became heightened. Children began to cry, scream, and move their bodies in attempt to answer the call of their amygdala: run. fight. freeze. All around them, grownups - fighting their own brains' calls to action - struggled with what to do. Voices elevated, and the following refrain was uttered in varying volumes: