EXT. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL – DAY
The surrounding hills make Warbler Elementary School seem like a beacon of hope, a place to breathe fresh air and embrace young children. Its sign glows like an invitation to come learn.
INT. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL – ROOM B2 – DAY
Teachers sit in table groups. The lights are off. Only the glow of the Powerpoint on the SMART board illuminates their faces.
LORENA, fizzling out instructional coach, desiring nothing else but a writer’s life, blindly staggers into the room like a drunk.
Is this an empty..?
SCHOOL SECRETARY, 47, closes the door behind Lorena, its heavy thud announces Lorena’s arrival and indicates there is no escape.
SCHOOL PRINCIPAL, 52, bitter, struggling to stay above water, doesn’t check emails, drives home and bathes in vodka, only glances at the door.
SST process will help us in finding support for students. If you go back to the timeline, you can see that the process starts early, not too early, but early, it could be earlier, but it is early enough. This early detection is going to be great, just great.
5TH GRADE TEACHER, 46, more bitter than the principal, scores every damn piece of paper her students produce.
5TH GRADE TEACHER
Why doesn’t THE distriiiiicct make the SST process start earlier? This is a disservice to the kids. By the time they get to me, they are soooooo LOW.
So I said, that the process starts early, yes it could be earlier, but this early is early enough. Go back to the timeline and you see it is early.
KINDER TEACHER, nearing death in age, head full of thick, dry hair, the bitterest of the group.
This is just toooooo much work. THE district is asking for too much. I fill out the forms and then what? I sit and wait! No! No! No! I won’t do that. Kids need help now!
5TH GRADE TEACHER
What? Did no one hear what I said? By the time THOSE kids get to me, they are so far, far, far below grade level. They can’t add, they can’t read, and they can’t write!
That doesn’t just apply to you, that goes for all of us! We have too many kids who can’t do anything!
And the district didn’t send anyone out to talk to us.
ALL, 28 teachers, sitting in a dark room in the late afternoon of a bright, sunny day, dreaming of making die cut pumpkins.
Hahahahahaha!!! (several snorts)
TO BE CONTINUED…