red hair.
“What are you looking at!” she glared at Eddie.
He took a step back but said nothing.
Brenda turned her glare on Naami. “You’re sitting in my
seat!”
Mrs. Bright was watching the confrontation. She felt a hand
on her shoulder.
“Slow down, let's just drift over towards them and see how
she handles this.”
Naami smiled up at Brenda. “Did you miss breakfast this
morning?”
“What?”
“I thought you might have missed breakfast because you’re
kind of grumpy.”
Brenda put her hands on the desk and hissed, “Move it.”
Naami smiled up at her and giggled. “If you ask me nicely,
I might move.” She paused and giggled again. “Of course, I might not. You’ll
have to ask and see.”
Mrs. Lehrer nudged Mrs. Bright. “OK, now go break it up.”
She watched as Mrs. Bright stepped into the classroom and told the students to
take a seat. Brenda and her two friends moved to the back of the room and sat down
in the back row. As she moved off down the corridor, Mrs. Lehrer thought, The
kid doesn't intimidate easily. I'll give her that. Of course, that might
change.
Naami saw her friend Kim walk in, her long blond ponytail
bouncing behind her, and Naami motioned for her to sit next to her. Two other
students came in followed by a short, white-haired, older man who closed the
door and stood over to the side.
Mrs. Bright stepped up to the first row of desks and looked
around. “Good Morning. Everyone, eyes on me and listen up! I am your teacher,
Mrs. Bright.” She pointed over at the older man. “This is Mr. Parks.” Mr. Parks
nodded and waved. “He is one of our assistant teachers. Either he or Mrs. Brill
will assist me every day.” The panel on the front wall lit up. It showed a
picture of Mrs. Bright with her name underneath and a picture of Mr. Parks with
his name underneath. It also showed a picture of Mrs. Brill. There were six
rows of six blank squares underneath theirs. At the very bottom of the screen,
the students’ names were listed.
She walked down the first row to the furthest column of
students. The windows behind her looked out on brown grass and withered bushes. At least, the walls in the room are a cheery, pale yellow , thought Naami.
Mrs. Bright announced that she was going to go around the
room and get everyone’s names. She pointed at each student, asked his or her
name, and repeated that name out loud three times. As she said their names,
their pictures appeared on the screen in the appropriate squares with their
names underneath, and their names disappeared from the list at the bottom.
Naami looked up and spotted the two cameras that were
capturing their images. Naami repeated each name silently along with Mrs.
Bright, and Abraham captured their names and images without being asked. When Mrs.
Bright finished, there was one name left at the bottom.
Mrs. Bright announced, “We have one student, David Brown,
missing today. He will be here tomorrow. OK. Listen up!” Mr. Parks strolled
down the first aisle and leaned against the back wall. Conversations in the
back died off. She continued, “Until I say otherwise, these are your assigned
seats. Sometimes we will work in teams of four. Look at the screen, and you
will see who is on your team.” The areas around each group of four now became
shaded with a different color: red, yellow, orange, green, blue, purple, brown,
black, and silver. “I will refer to each team by its color.”
Nice. I’m on the yellow team with Kim, Eddie, and Raul
Martinez. She glanced over at Raul. Martinez. Just like Camila. Abraham,
pull up images of Raul and Camila side by side. Raul looks like he could be
Camila’s son. He has the same brown almond-shaped eyes and slightly hooked
nose. Camila is a little darker than him, though.
Mrs. Bright said that the schedule for the day would be
math, recess, reading, lunch, social studies and gym. She said that in order to
get an assessment of their math skills, they would take a test for the
“What are you looking at!” she glared at Eddie.
He took a step back but said nothing.
Brenda turned her glare on Naami. “You’re sitting in my
seat!”
Mrs. Bright was watching the confrontation. She felt a hand
on her shoulder.
“Slow down, let's just drift over towards them and see how
she handles this.”
Naami smiled up at Brenda. “Did you miss breakfast this
morning?”
“What?”
“I thought you might have missed breakfast because you’re
kind of grumpy.”
Brenda put her hands on the desk and hissed, “Move it.”
Naami smiled up at her and giggled. “If you ask me nicely,
I might move.” She paused and giggled again. “Of course, I might not. You’ll
have to ask and see.”
Mrs. Lehrer nudged Mrs. Bright. “OK, now go break it up.”
She watched as Mrs. Bright stepped into the classroom and told the students to
take a seat. Brenda and her two friends moved to the back of the room and sat down
in the back row. As she moved off down the corridor, Mrs. Lehrer thought, The
kid doesn't intimidate easily. I'll give her that. Of course, that might
change.
Naami saw her friend Kim walk in, her long blond ponytail
bouncing behind her, and Naami motioned for her to sit next to her. Two other
students came in followed by a short, white-haired, older man who closed the
door and stood over to the side.
Mrs. Bright stepped up to the first row of desks and looked
around. “Good Morning. Everyone, eyes on me and listen up! I am your teacher,
Mrs. Bright.” She pointed over at the older man. “This is Mr. Parks.” Mr. Parks
nodded and waved. “He is one of our assistant teachers. Either he or Mrs. Brill
will assist me every day.” The panel on the front wall lit up. It showed a
picture of Mrs. Bright with her name underneath and a picture of Mr. Parks with
his name underneath. It also showed a picture of Mrs. Brill. There were six
rows of six blank squares underneath theirs. At the very bottom of the screen,
the students’ names were listed.
She walked down the first row to the furthest column of
students. The windows behind her looked out on brown grass and withered bushes. At least, the walls in the room are a cheery, pale yellow , thought Naami.
Mrs. Bright announced that she was going to go around the
room and get everyone’s names. She pointed at each student, asked his or her
name, and repeated that name out loud three times. As she said their names,
their pictures appeared on the screen in the appropriate squares with their
names underneath, and their names disappeared from the list at the bottom.
Naami looked up and spotted the two cameras that were
capturing their images. Naami repeated each name silently along with Mrs.
Bright, and Abraham captured their names and images without being asked. When Mrs.
Bright finished, there was one name left at the bottom.
Mrs. Bright announced, “We have one student, David Brown,
missing today. He will be here tomorrow. OK. Listen up!” Mr. Parks strolled
down the first aisle and leaned against the back wall. Conversations in the
back died off. She continued, “Until I say otherwise, these are your assigned
seats. Sometimes we will work in teams of four. Look at the screen, and you
will see who is on your team.” The areas around each group of four now became
shaded with a different color: red, yellow, orange, green, blue, purple, brown,
black, and silver. “I will refer to each team by its color.”
Nice. I’m on the yellow team with Kim, Eddie, and Raul
Martinez. She glanced over at Raul. Martinez. Just like Camila. Abraham,
pull up images of Raul and Camila side by side. Raul looks like he could be
Camila’s son. He has the same brown almond-shaped eyes and slightly hooked
nose. Camila is a little darker than him, though.
Mrs. Bright said that the schedule for the day would be
math, recess, reading, lunch, social studies and gym. She said that in order to
get an assessment of their math skills, they would take a test for the
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