Telling the Yard Duty Teacher
Amara had been watching the situation for a few minutes from across the playground. Two younger students were climbing the old storage shed at the far edge of the oval — the one with the loose roof panels that the maintenance team had been meaning to fix for weeks. One of them was already halfway up the side wall, gripping a rusted pipe for balance.
She felt a pull in two directions. Part of her said it was not her business. Part of her said it was.
She had seen things go wrong before. Not dramatically, not in any way she could easily describe — just the quiet sense that something was heading in a direction it should not. This felt like that.
For a moment she thought about calling out to the students herself, or about walking away and assuming a teacher had already seen. Both felt like easier options. But calling out might startle them, and walking away meant relying on something she could not be certain of.
There was a yard duty teacher — Ms Ellroy — standing near the canteen about forty metres away. Amara looked at her, then back at the shed, then at her again.
She walked over.
‘Ms Ellroy,’ she said, ‘I think there are a couple of younger kids climbing the storage shed. The one near the back fence. They’re pretty high up.’
Ms Ellroy did not dismiss her or ask if she was sure. She simply said, ‘Thank you, Amara,’ and moved in that direction with the calm, purposeful stride of someone who knew what to do.
Amara watched from where she stood.
Within a couple of minutes, the students were down, unhurt, and Ms Ellroy had radioed for someone to put a temporary barrier around the shed until it could be inspected. It had taken less time than Amara had spent hesitating.
Afterwards, Amara sat on the bench near the water bubblers and thought about the pull she had felt earlier. The part that said ‘it is not your business’ had not been wrong, exactly — she had not caused the situation and it had not been her responsibility to manage it. But it had been within her power to pass on what she could see to someone who was responsible.
That was different from interfering. That was just noticing and telling.
She thought about the time it had taken. Less than a minute to walk over. A few sentences. And the thing she had been uncertain about was already resolved.
She had wondered whether she would feel strange about it — like she had done something awkward or unnecessary. Instead she felt something quieter: the ordinary satisfaction of having made a sensible decision at a moment when it was easy not to.
Check your vocabulary knowledge
- purposeful adj.
- moving or acting with a clear, confident intention
- hesitating v.
- pausing because of uncertainty or doubt before acting
- inspected v.
- looked at carefully and officially to check for safety or problems
- interfering v.
- getting involved in a situation in a way that is unwanted or unhelpful
- resolved v.
- brought to a solution or conclusion so that it no longer causes concern