Thursday Open Forum—Lunchtime—Mr. Ndour’s Classroom
Thursday: Open Forum—Lunchtime—Mr. Ndour’s Classroom
“This is an open forum,” says Ms. Sarpong,
her hands wide like she wants to hug us all.
“How does race affect you
inside and outside school?”
“I don’t know, miss,” says Abdi skeptically.
“This feels like another detention to me.”
“Yeah, man!” “Exactly!” say Sam and Kwesi.
Mr. Ndour’s nostrils flare
as he struggles to contain his anger.
“The note I put on the system
for your form tutors
said this was voluntary.
If you don’t want to be here, Abdi,
you’re free to leave.
That goes for all of you.”
“Relax, sir,” says Nathan boldly.
The rest of The Boys snicker,
while Matt and I groan.
“All right, Nathan. Watch your tone.”
Ms. Sarpong takes back control.
“Mr. Ndour is right to make it clear
that you don’t have to be here.
Mr. Ndour and I have both given up
our lunchtime to facilitate this space
for you to share your concerns.
I thought I was clear last week
that this would be entirely voluntary,
but I can only apologize
if there’s been a miscommunication
or misunderstanding.”
“You were clear, miss.” I speak up
in Ms. Sarpong’s defense.
“Thank you, Kai,” she says.
“That’s reassuring to hear.”
It hadn’t even occurred to me before this
that adults might need reassurance from us.
Ms. Sarpong is clearly trying her best,
but I don’t know if The Boys or Mr. Ndour
are ready to have this conversation.