Act 1
INT. Classroom – Last Day of school
Sixth graders are sitting on floor. Two girls are singing in front of room. Three teachers are huddled on one side of room. One stands alone on the other side. One of the three teachers is mouthing words to the lone teacher. She cannot understand so walks over to the group.
ME THE TEACHER: My lip-reading sucks. What’s up?
TEACHER 1: We are moving to Orange Hall.
ME THE TEACHER: What??? Are you joking?
TEACHER 2: No. Go check your email.
As Me the Teacher weaves through the mass of 6th grade bodies, Teacher 3 paces and mutters to himself.
Act 2
EXT. Later the same day on the playing field
Sixth graders are gathered on the field in various groups. Some are running. Some are signing yearbooks. A group is sitting in the grass playing with their Magic cards. A lone boy wanders, playing a harmonica.
ME THE TEACHER: The timing is bad, but there might be some perks to the move.
TEACHER 3: The locker room is bigger in Orange hall and, because we will be on the first floor, we will have direct outside access.
TEACHERS 1 & 2: I was thinking the same thing.
Act 3
INT. Classroom – Teacher’s Last Day of school
Me the Teacher is frantically packing. She is disheveled and her face is very red.
Act 4
INT. Classroom – Teacher’s Last Day of school
CUSTODIAN: Are you ready?
ME THE TEACHER: Yes. I didn’t think it was possible, but I got it all packed up.
CUSTODIAN: This move means a lot of extra work for us.
ME THE TEACHER: I know and I am sorry, but have a great summer.
Custodian exits.
Me the Teacher does one last sweep of the classroom, turns off the lights and exits the room, closing the door behind her.
FADE OUT