By Saturday night, there was a petition. Pause Briar Glen’s Inclusion Program Until Student Safety Can Be Guaranteed. The first signature at the top of the page belonged to Celeste Rowan, PTA President.
She’d called an emergency PTA meeting for Monday night in the school gym. Agenda: Vote to recommend suspension of the inclusion pilot.
Jonah read it aloud at the kitchen table and slammed his laptop shut.
Then he picked up his phone and called Principal Whitfield’s cell, the number on the card he’d given us on Friday.
To my surprise, the principal answered on the second ring. He sounded exhausted.
“Mr. Carver. I’ve seen the post. And the petition.” A long pause. “I want to tell you something, off the record. I shouldn’t. But I’ve been doing this twenty-three years, and something about this whole thing has been bothering me since Friday.”
Jonah put him on speaker.
“When I called you and your wife on Friday,” Principal Whitfield said, “I asked you not to talk to other parents. Do you know why?”