So I wrote part of the 2nd. I need your feedback. At the end of the story, please comment as if you were a school administrator.

Put a name, position and question. I will add it to the story which is why it stops suddenly.

Also, after putting your response, please put your vote. Should the school allow Sihr (Mr. S) to keep his job if he transitions?

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The door shut, hard, causing the warm feeling inside of Mr. S to quickly dissipate into a bone chilling coldness that made him ache all over. Equivalent to waking up in a coffin, buried alive. The apprehension returned, forcing him to drag his feet across the floor, scraping loudly showing his obviousness of delaying the start of the meeting. He finally approached a podium that was set up in the middle of the room. Behind him, benches stood, filled with various teachers and staff members as well as the club members who held up supportive signs. The clubs and Mr. S’ closest friends looked on with soft, reassuring eyes while a few glared evilly, almost angry like expressions towards him. To Mr. S, they were signs of disgust. The administrators were still collaborating, whispering to each other only turning when they heard Mr. S’ footprints stop. For a brief moment, Mr. S had a flash; the admins were wearing long, deep black robes and wearing white powder wigs. “Let the trial begin” he muttered, catching the ear of one of the admins who looked bored, almost like he was falling asleep. The admin quickly glanced at him judgmentally, before averting his gaze which actually showed that of sympathy.

“QUIET PLEASE” shouted the Super Intendant, the leader of the brigade. “It is wonderful to see you again, Mr. S….and unfortunate for the circumstance. Let us try to get this cleared up and you can be on your way. I hope all is well in your classroom…” he cut himself off, catching himself trying to avert the attention to the issue at hand. “Thank you sir, I hope it stays this way and it’s good to see you again, too.” “Indeed. Soooo” taking a short pause, “we have a serious matter to discuss. We will tread lightly, and I appreciate you coming in today. Also, thank you for not going to the papers or the tabloids on this matter. We definitely do not need this kind of publicity at the moment.” The Sup paused, going off topic again, realizing he was getting offensive. “Now, Mr. S, please tell us what ‘it’ is that you are planning on doing.” “I…” Mr. S paused, fear taking hold as now all the eyes were on him. “I want to express my inner self physically.” Some time passed and after the silence the Sup replied “Please, Mr. S, don’t be nervous. This isn’t the ideal situation, but we need details. You know that. Be as specific as necessary.”

Mr. S gulped. He hesitated and finally squeaked it out. “To say so bluntly, a sex change.” A few lingering voices from around the room had settled and the focus was on Mr. S completely, processing what he had just said, dead silence gripping the room. The sup replied “Alright, so then…Tell us your plan. What are your thoughts? Remember, details.” “Well” Mr. S said, a cold sweat bringing his hands to a shaky position on the podium, “I have planned multiple surgeries. Some to tone my body, some for my voice. Others to change parts of me. I will be taking voice lessons to help me transition my voice and psychiatric help to help me ease easier into the transition and issues of opposition I may face along the way. But very little will change about my personality…of who I really am. It will still be me but, but. But the outside will finally match the inside. The Sup nodded, seeing the nervousness within the teacher and pressed no further with the inquisition. “How long will this take?” “A few years…” Mr. S trailed off again. Then, stammering quickly “W-with help, a positive body reaction, and support, maybe much sooner.”

The Sup nodded again. “And can you handle said ‘opposition’? The persecution you may face from coworkers and staff and even students?” “I…I…” Mr. S paused and looked down. After a moment, he looked up, determined and looked the Sup straight in the eye. “To those who don’t know me, that has been my entire life. Persecution and hatred is all I know. I am definitely prepared, or else I wouldn’t be here in front of you all today. This means the world to me and I cannot hold my true self back anymore.” “….Thank you, Mr. S.” the Sup said enthusiastically, jotting some notes down. He signed and turned to the other admin. “Do any of you have any questions you would like to ask Mr. S? But no persecuting or rude comments. State your name, position and question.” An older gentleman cleared his through and raised his hand lazily, his eyes showing his disinterest.

“Yes *grumbling* I’m Frank, the Special Education Coordinator. Mr. S….my question to you is how do you plan to deal with students, especially your students, who are confused or have trouble comprehending your situation. That is, how will you explain to them the change? Will you lose your cool around a student or parent who disagrees with your choice? How will you deal with parents who are scared to have their kids in your class or are scared of your decision?” Mr. S stood weakly at the podium, but his voice spoke firmly. “I don’t expect everyone to accept and agree with my choice. I know the challenges that lie ahead and I am embracing what I have to pull me through them. Ultimately, parents can think what they want but I am willing to hold after school panels to help parents understand what is going on. Answer their questions and show them that it is me and this is just a simple procedure. If they are confused, I will provide as much assistance as they will allow me to make sure they can make an informative decision. As for religious parents, I respect their beliefs, being religious myself. I have a tough time with my own church, knowing that I must choose my own happiness over their beliefs. The main point to remember, however, is that religion is not part of our school system. We are not allowed to practice religion in schools. So before you make your decision based on religion, don’t be hypocritical. Don’t ban religion from school then use it as an excuse to get rid of me. Freedom of speech and freedom of religion…both have equality, one doesn’t trump the other.”

Frank nodded and leaned back. His expression was blank, but more of a hidden smugness of amusement. Mr. S took this as a good sign, feeling empowered and ready to answer more questions. “Next question, please. Don’t be shy.” Mr. S asserted himself confidently, feeling primed and fervent.