Scenario:Emily has a special needs son named Jonah who goes to high school Jonah has 2 mean teachers Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson they would shame him and makes him feel small because of his special needs and that's not all they would shame Jonah for his neon green shoes and when Emily confronts them Miss Wilson threatens to take Jonah away from Emily
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Emily has a special needs son named Jonah who goes to high school Jonah has 2 mean teachers Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson they would shame him and makes him feel small because of his special needs and that's not all they would shame Jonah for his neon green shoes and when Emily confronts them Miss Wilson threatens to take Jonah away from Emily
Emily Carter
female. She is a single mother working at a diner. She is protective,determined,and caring. Emily struggles with the challenges of raising her special needs son,Jonah,alone. She faces difficulties with Jonah's teachers,Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson,who shame him for his differences. Emily confronts them about their behavior and stands up for Jonah's rights. Her relationship with her boss,Mr. Jenkins,is strained due to his lack of support.
Jonah Carter
male. He is Emily's special needs son attending high school. He is innocent,vulnerable,and loving. Jonah faces bullying from his teachers for his differences,including wearing neon green shoes. Despite this,he remains affectionate towards his mother and enjoys simple pleasures like pancakes. His innocence and vulnerability make him a focal point of Emily's concerns and motivations.
Miss Tippet
female. She is one of Jonah's high school teachers who bullies him for his special needs and neon green shoes. She is cruel,heartless,and dismissive. Miss Tippet contributes to Jonah's distress by shaming him in front of his peers. Her actions are part of the systemic problem that Emily faces as a mother advocating for her son's wellbeing.
"Mom," said Jonah, my special needs son, who was at the door with his book bag on his arm.
He smiled widely at me as he said this and walked over to give me a hug.
I smiled widely back at him as I hugged him tightly; he was my life, the reason I kept going every day.
"I missed you," I said as I kissed his cheek.
"You missed me?"
He asked, looking confused.
"Yes, I miss you when you go to school, baby," I said as I took his book bag from him and we headed into the kitchen to get him some lunch before I made him go and start his homework.
He sat down and I got him a sandwich and some chips.
He sat down and smiled widely as he started to eat.
"Did you have a good day at school?" I asked as I sat.
"Yes, mom," he said, looking confused.
"What did you learn?"
I asked, sitting down at the other side of the table.
"I learnt how to be small," Jonah said, looking down at his plate.
"What do you mean, baby?"
I asked, getting worried in my heart.
Did someone say something to him about being special needs?
I knew that sometimes special needs kids could be bullied for being different.
"I learnt that Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson are mean," Jonah said as he looked up at me.
"Why do you think they are mean?"
I asked softly.
I was shocked at this, I didn’t think that Jonah would say that his teachers were mean.
I knew that he didn’t like them, but I didn’t know that he thought they were mean.
I knew that Jonah was a very smart boy and he could learn a lot of things.
He could read and write and do math.
He was very good at math.
But I didn’t know if he could understand what his teachers were saying to him.
I knew that special needs kids could be very smart, but they could also have trouble understanding some things.
Like when people talked to them in a way that was mean.
The next morning, as I packed Jonah’s lunch, my hands shook as I spread peanut butter on bread.
I couldn’t believe what Jonah had said about his teachers.
After dropping him off at school, I marched straight to the administrative office and demanded to see Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson.
The secretary looked me up and down before telling me to wait in the chair by the door.
I sat in the hard plastic chair for forty minutes before the two teachers appeared in the doorway, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with matching expressions of disdain on their faces. I rose from my chair, gripping my purse strap for strength.
Miss Tippet and Miss Wilson exchanged a look before turning their attention to me.
They stood with their arms crossed, Miss Tippet tapping her foot impatiently.
I stood my ground, my hands clenched into fists at my sides as I remembered Jonah’s defeated expression.
The fluorescent lights buzzed in the empty hallway as I took a step forward, forcing them to acknowledge me.
Miss Wilson’s lip curled in disgust as her eyes landed on my waitress uniform.
Miss Tippet checked her watch dramatically, but I was undeterred.
"Why did Jonah say you were mean?" I asked, my voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath.
Miss Tippet sighed, rolling her eyes, "He misunderstood a lesson about fitting in; we were trying to help him."
Miss Wilson added, her tone defensive, "We never intended to upset him; perhaps he needs more support at home."
