Naked in School
Freedom to be Free
Chapter 9 - Registering
When the winter holiday break began, Drew and Connor decided to spend at least several days staying in the Ritters’ home. Jennifer had some of her friends come for several afternoon get-togethers and that’s when the two met more of Jennifer’s close friends.
Two of her friends were unique—doubly unique. They were identical twin boys named Justin and Jason, who were so identical that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. They were sophomores but were great friends of Jennifer’s; she had known them since she was in kindergarten and had dated both of them.
When Jennifer was alone with Drew, Drew asked about the twins.
“You know, how do you tell them apart? Even their voices are alike.”
Jennifer laughed. “Yeah, it’s funny. The twins can even fool their own parents sometimes. You know what those jokesters do sometimes? They think that they’re being cute.”
“What?”
“They’ve switched around on the gals sometimes; they said it’s just for fun, but we don’t know if we’re with Jason or Justin.”
“That’s not very nice,” Drew commented.
“Yeah, but us girls got a secret about that—you can’t ever tell them, okay?”
Drew made a zipping gesture at her mouth. “Lips are sealed.”
“We found out that we could tell them apart, except how we do it isn’t very socially acceptable. See, Justin’s erection bends a bit to the right while Jason’s bends left,” Jennifer giggled.
“Shit, you and your friends know that? I won’t ask how. Or maybe I will.”
Jennifer laughed. “Hand jobs. And some girls do oral... I haven’t done that yet, though. Soon, maybe.”
Drew sighed. “Yeah, so I’m not shocked at all, after what I saw in the Program during that first school week. Those hand jobs were so ... embarrassing to watch—seeing the BJs was worse. And humiliating for the kid to have it done in front of everyone. Our biology teacher had that done to a naked kid twice, and then had kids take turns giving him a blow job.”
“Shit. That was in front of the whole class, you said, right?”
“Yeah. And the teacher tried to get the girl to jill off for the class; she couldn’t, so she had the naked boy do oral on her to try to get her to cum. She was soooo humiliated and scared that she didn’t respond.”
“Oh fuck. That really happened in a classroom?”
“Oh yeah, sure. The crap I saw... disgusting. For me, um, you know, I haven’t really started puberty yet and my, um, it’s called libido, right? Know the word?”
“Uh huh, I do.”
“So I didn’t get horny when I saw that crap. That girl too, the teacher said that she wasn’t stimulated ‘cause of a low libido. That made the poor girl cringe even more.”
“Damn. You went through torture, Drew.”
“If it was bad for me, think of those naked girls, how it was for them. Big fuckin’ yikes.”
“I can’t even imagine.”
The end of the holidays arrived and several events immediately involved Connor and Drew. The first was getting registered in Etown High. They had assembled their charter school transcripts plus the copies of their middle school records for the high school. Connor’s caseworker in Massachusetts had obtained his records and had forwarded them and the high school had received Drew’s records too. They were now duly registered in the school.
Second, the social services interviews for both had been scheduled, and when they were completed, their court dates were set up. On the third Monday of the month, Drew and Connor, their attorney, their caseworkers, and the Ritters, attended the two hearings for the guardianship decrees. The judge’s gavel taps sounded and the decisions were official.
They celebrated with the Ritters and Gelb at a local restaurant that evening.
Going to school “in person” felt wonderful to the two kids. They were making friends left and right... literally. There was a real dichotomy with the students who attended the school. About half of the students were socially sort-of liberal—the left, while a slightly greater number were socially and religiously conservative—the right. Of course, as the two of them learned, as this was central Pennsylvania, the meaning of “liberal” and “left” was only relative. The most liberal of the kids they became friendly with were just somewhat less conservative than the rest.
In early February, Connor had asked Justin about what he had noticed about the various groups of kids.
“Justin, I’ve noticed some small differences in the way lots of kids dress here. I was used to seeing kids wearing flashy clothes and girls challenging the dress-code hem lengths back at my old school. I don’t see that here.”
Justin laughed. “Yeah, this is Lancaster County. York, Berks, and Lebanon Counties are next door too, it’s all part of Pennsylvania Dutch Country here. I’m sure you know about the Amish?”
“The buggies and old-style farmers? Sure.”
“So this whole area has German Reformed, Moravian, and other German Christian sects, plus a huge concentration of Anabaptists, Protestant sects that started in Switzerland, I think, or maybe southern Germany. The Amish are one of those sects and they’re very insular, keep to themselves, educate their own kids, and don’t use modern tech like phones or even cars, That’s the reason for the buggies.
“There are other Anabaptist sects too and there’s a huge number who live in the Etown area. They’re the Mennonites, the Brethren, and the Charity church. They’re all mostly very religiously and socially conservative and are supposed to dress modestly, at least the adults do. They allow the kids a bit more clothing freedom but the kids still dress like you see. Solid colored shirts with collars and front-buttoned, plain-colored pants. Black or brown shoes. That what you mean?”
“Yeah. Girls’ clothing too...”
“Right. Follows the Bible, be modest in dress and behavior. No flashy clothes. Never call attention to how you look. That’s how they usually dress...”
Stacy and Drew had joined them and Stacy picked up on Justin’s comments.
“Yeah, my Mennonite friends do prefer plain clothes,” Stacy said. “It represents humility, they say. They’re taught to avoid signs of personal vanity and loud colors or patterns call attention to the person and should be avoided. They follow the Bible literally and the Bible says that righteous people are modest.”
“That does sound familiar,” Connor told them. “I’m a Lutheran and my pastor does frequently preach about modesty and humility. Nothing about clothes, though.”
“Yeah, but Connor? See how he and his wife dress?” Drew reminded him.
“Jeez, you’re right. Mrs Neumann too.”
“Sure, the Lutherans are kinda like the Mennonites in that way,” Justin said. “Social justice, service to community, accepting the literal truth of the Bible’s words; there are quite a few things that are similar.”
“Hey Justin, how’d you get to be such an expert?” Stacy laughed.
“Our pastor. We’re Baptists and the pastor gave our Bible class an intro to the area’s religions.”
“So how many of the kids in school do you think come from religious families?” Drew asked.
“Stacy? What do you think? A little more than half?” Justin asked.
“Um. That seems right. Lots go to church regularly, too.”
“To our church also,” Connor told them. “I met maybe about twenty who are at services at least twice a month—mostly upperclassmen, for some reason. So this is a conservative area. I never paid it much attention, but it does seen different somehow from the Boston region where Drew and I came from.”
“Boston? Super liberal there,” Justin said.
“Maybe. The working-class exurbs to the north were much more right-wing, I think,” Drew answered. “My father was always ranting about ‘those f-ing liberals’ in Boston.”
In late April, the first sign of bad news for the kids in the high school appeared. The Supreme Court’s hearing of a challenge to the “Social Awareness Act,” the law which had authorised the Naked in School Program, took place, and from the justices’ questioning of the attorneys presenting their arguments, virtually all of the media commentators predicted that the Court would uphold the law. The justices seemed to believe that the Fifth Amendment’s right of privacy only extended to adults, not children.
Then in May, TV news stories began appearing, reporting on the federal government’s warnings that unless Pennsylvania immediately began running the Program in its schools, federal educational assistance payments would cease.
This news brought consternation to the kids at Etown High School and Connor and Drew were dismayed at hearing that news.
“I suppose we saw that coming, sweetie. After all, it was a national law,” Connor told her.
“You’re right. But... well...we can prepare to resist it, right? Let’s talk to Wayne and see what we can do legally.”
“You always have great ideas, honey.”
They set up a meeting with Gelb to discuss their options.
“From your stories about your Program experience, Connor and Drew, I’m taking a wild guess that you’d object to participating if you’re selected,” Gelb observed when they met.
“Funny man,” Connor retorted. “We want to know about any legal objections we can make.”
“I’ve seen the materials that the feds have provided to the state Education Department. Our firm’s main offices are in Harrisburg, as you know, and we have lots of contacts in state government. It appears that the state legislature is poised to allow it to start in schools this fall. You could switch back to that charter school; I don’t see how it’s possible for an on-line school which serves all ages can run a nudity program.”
“I suppose we could do that, but Drew and I decided that we wouldn’t run away again.”
“That’s good. Do you have any specific questions?”
“Yeah. One is force. Can someone—an adult—actually grab a kid and pull off their clothes? Legally?”
“That’s something being discussed all over the legal community, including among law enforcement officials and prosecutors too. That’s sexual battery by definition and for a minor, it’s child sexual abuse. Legally, sexual abuse is defined as any form of sexual contact or behavior, or even threats to do so, which occurs absent the explicit consent of the victim. But in the case of a child, they cannot give legal consent, so any contact would automatically be illegal. The felony of child sexual abuse includes pressuring—or even requesting—a child to engage in sexual activities, which can include making a child strip or stripping them by force.”
“Then how do the school people get away with it?” Drew asked. “Since it’s a felony.”
“What I’ve read is that the state AGs—attorneys general—have followed the guidance of the U.S. attorney general in that they won’t prosecute because the nudity is defined as a school-approved educational activity and so long as excessive force is not used, no one would be arrested. The major problem with that guidance is that ‘excessive force’ isn’t defined. And the student can be asked to strip and be helped if they’re nervous or reluctantly willing—‘coerced’ is the proper term.”
“Wow, that’s such a load of BS,” Connor exclaimed. “Okay though, if I’m touched by an adult and don’t want to be touched, then I can resist by moving away? Then I assume if the adult comes after me and tries grabbing me, that’s excessive force and I can fight the person off?”
“You have the right to protect yourself against a citizen. You can’t against a sworn law enforcement officer.”
“Yeah. I know that. But they wouldn’t have cops in the schools stripping kids, I’m guessing.”
Drew broke in. “I hate violence and wouldn’t want to use it unless I’m forced. When I ran out of the school, I couldn’t think of a way to resist ‘cause of the panic I felt. I knew that I couldn’t return because they’d just force me if I refused. And the principal threatened me with legal consequences, so I assumed that he meant that they’d get the police involved. At the first Program assembly, a police car did come to the school, and I had assumed that it was to back up the stripping. I found out later that it was because of the fighting. So I’ve had lots of time to think about what I could have done if I knew about it beforehand, and thought of ways to oppose taking part. But it would need a group of kids to oppose it, something like doing civil disobedience. I told Connor about what I thought of while we were traveling here; it was some way of organizing the kids to oppose the Program.
“I couldn’t think of how to set something up like that till now, and I got this thought. You remember how our pastor found the family that became our guardians? That could be the way to organize to help us resist. Pastor Will is a member of this area’s council of clergy and it includes all of the ultra-conservative churches like the Mennonites and Brethren. Their groups, also the Lutherans, Baptists, Presbyterians, Pentecostals, all of them, preach modesty. I can ask Pastor to get the word out to all the churches about how the Program damages kids and destroys any modesty, and maybe their leaders’ sermons can talk about the importance of modesty and encourage all their kids to resist taking part. When the kids get called, they just stay away from where they’d get stripped and, yeah, they can claim it’s their religions freedom, right? The Supreme Court’s gonna say that the Fifth Amendment doesn’t apply to kids ‘cause its language mentions property and kids can’t own property. But everyone, kids too, have religious freedom.”
“Wow, Drew, you did it again!” Connor exclaimed. “What a great idea!”
“I totally agree,” Gelb commented. “I’m sure that the local clergy will be very able to mobilize their youth. Their parents too.”
“Yeah, and for the other kids who don’t have the church background to say that their religious beliefs demand personal modesty, maybe my idea of civil disobedience might work. Organizing student strikes and mass refusals to cooperate, maybe. Possibly it could be organized on the social media channels that most kids follow. And maybe doing that could even get TV or newspaper attention on the terrors that kids in the Program have to experience.”
“More excellent ideas, Drew. Did you really need me? It appears that you’ve come up with an effective anti-Program strategy on your own,” Gelb chuckled.
“Yeah, Drew’s got an impressive mind,” Connor said as he gave her a one-armed hug. “She keeps coming up with these good ideas. But what can we do about the graduating threat? At our last school, the principal told us that if you failed to participate, you wouldn’t graduate high school.”
“I didn’t see anything in the federal law that addresses student graduation. The law only requires that schools establish and run the Program. It doesn’t get into details; the OSA, the Office of Social Awareness, writes the Program regs. They get published in the Federal Register for a period of public comment and then they can become effective. But a federal agency cannot dictate a rule that interferes with a state law unless interstate commerce is involved, and our state education law specifies the sole requirements for graduation.”
“So the not graduating was a threat to further compel the kids to comply—oh, and it would make their parents more likely tell the kids to obey.”
“That’s right, Connor, I think that you’ve figured that out pretty well. Okay, good. So everything else is going well for you?” Gelb asked.
“All good,” Connor said. “Thanks for the info about that assault stuff. I suppose the best way to respond to demands to strip is to ignore them and walk.”
“Exactly. Try to avoid any physical confrontation. So are we done?”
“Sure. And thanks again,” Connor said as Drew nodded, smiling.
As they walked back to the bike, Drew sighed. “Damn, things were going so well and it starts up again. But this time we have forewarning. Let’s see, we need some ammunition, some really nasty descriptions of Program abuse. We just have our own stories so far. Maybe I’ll call Lydia and see if she has any other nasty stories.”
“For social media?” Connor asked.
“Yeah, and to use to tell the other pastors what bad stuff happens to the kids. Stoke some outrage and scare parents—and kids too. Kids tend to obey authority, even if they do it reluctantly. If the kids know that their folks will back them, then they’ll be likely to be willing to resist compulsion by the school, right?”
“Sounds right. You’ve got the idea, what’s the next step?”
“We can’t do this alone, I think. Maybe some of our friends will help. And we can ask Jen and Mike too. First, I’ll call Lydia this evening and see if she’s seen any abuses we can put in our list.”
“Drew’s campaign begins. World, watch out.”
Drew laughed.
Drew, with Connor’s help, began preparing for her anti-Program effort. She called Lydia that evening and explained what she was planning.
“Damn... we could have used that kind of organizing here, Drew,” Lydia exclaimed when she heard the plan.
“Yeah, well, I had no warning, remember? And I only thought of resisting after I saw all those abuses. So can you tell me about any other bad stuff you’ve seen?”
“Sure. But it’s toned down a lot here now. The teachers finally have reined in some of the worst kids. Several are in juvie now with assault convictions. Okay, um, there are several examples which immediately come to mind...”
She told Drew about the abuses that she had witnessed or heard about as Drew took notes.
“Jeez, that stuff is for the shits,” Drew sighed. “How depressing.”
“Yeah, well, good luck on your campaign. Maybe we’ll get some spillover up here in Mass,” Lydia said.
That weekend, Drew and Connor were at the Ritters’ home, where they planned to talk to them and to get Jennifer’s and Michael’s help in opposing the Program.
“We wanted to let you know what we planned so you wouldn’t be surprised if someone connected Drew and me to the opposition and then contacted you about it,” Connor told them. “We’ve already spoken to Mr Gelb and he basically told us we could go for it. Speech is legally protected, even when it opposes the government.”
“What do you plan to do, exactly?” Frantz asked.
“I thought of several stages,” Drew answered. “Getting the abuse information out, recruiting for kids who’d agree to resist, and then work out response tactics.”
“Sounds very much like a military campaign.”
“I guess. I modeled the ideas after soccer game planning. Getting info about the opponent, assigning D and O roles based on the opponent’s strengths, and then practicing the tactics to use in the game.”
“Very clever,” Eva complimented her and Frantz nodded with a smile.
“Well, I think that you’ve come up with a sound strategy, Drew,” Frantz told her.
“But obviously don’t take risks and do something that gets you into trouble,” Eva cautioned. “There’s something we planned to ask you today, too.”
Then she looked at her husband and he nodded back to her. An unspoken message had been passed. Then she looked over at Michael and at Jennifer, who was hopping impatiently in her seat.
“Now? You gonna ask them now?” Jennifer asked, leaning forward expectantly.
“Yes,” Eva told her and then she looked at the couple. “Drew and Connor, we haven’t told you one aspect of our family life as yet. You see, with your terrible experiences at your former high school, we were very reluctant to mention that our family engages in an activity which we enjoy; we feel it’s very rewarding and relaxing. We thought that when you learned of it, you might be put off or reject us; but we’ve learned over the past months that our fears were misplaced.”
Drew and Connor were looking at her, mystified.
“I know, what am I getting at?” Eva asked. “Let me explain, but first, I’ve learned that both of you are not ashamed of your bodies. Jennifer’s mentioned to me that you, Drew, don’t hide out in the locker room like a lot of body-shy girls do. And we’ve heard the same about you, Connor. Why have we spied on you like that? Simple. Our family practices social nudism...”
Drew gasped, her hand went to her mouth in surprise.
“Does that upset you at all? I hope that you’re not annoyed at what we did.”
“Upset? Annoyed? Um, not really, but it’s kinda weird you did that...” Connor began.
Jennifer interrupted. “Connor, my folks needed to know what to do when we went away on vacation, so that’s why I told them about you. Warm weather’s just about here and we’ll be going on visits to our PA nudist campgrounds soon. We didn’t want you to find out from our other friends who go there too and think badly of us for not telling you. That’s why I snooped with Drew and why I asked Justin about whether you’re shy in the locker room, Connor, and...”
“What Jennifer is getting at, Connor, is that we needed to know if your experience with the Program has made you, well, afraid of exposing yourselves to others,” Frantz explained. “This is a common reaction in children who have been sexually abused, and I’m treating your school experience as abuse.”
Drew nodded, “Thank you for that; it’s exactly how I felt it was, back in my old school when they told me to strip. Now? I don’t have body issues, despite my lack of development. I’ve been showering with girls for years. One of my concerns, when I first learned about the Program, was how random kids, especially boys, would react to my boyish body if I were naked in an uncontrolled situation—like I saw in the school hallways when the Program was running. The other, of course, was the almost-rape when I was younger.”
“It’s good that you appear to have put those experiences mostly to rest, Drew. Outwardly, anyway. But those experiences still bother you, I’m guessing, right?”
“They do,” Drew agreed.
“But it should improve with the passage of more time. Okay, kids, we’ll let you guys talk more about our family’s vacation hobby, now that we know you don’t think that we’re terrible people,” Frantz grinned at them.
“We’d never think that. Connor and I are okay with your weird hobby. Mostly.”
Both adults chuckled as they walked out.
Drew looked at the siblings. “I don’t know anything about ... your mom called it, um, nudityism?”
“Nudism. Social nudism,” Michael spoke for the first time. “It’s really dope. Ever go skinny-dipping?”
Both shook their heads.
“Swimming without suits is the greatest feeling. And we have lots of cool activities to do, but the nicest is just hanging with friends. The friendships we make are, ah, so much more intense, somehow. Going nude outside like that is the GOAT.”
“Huh?” Drew asked.
“Oh, you haven’t heard that one? Means ‘greatest of all time,’ which it is.”
“Yeah, it is,” Jennifer added. “We go some weekends to a campground near Reading, maybe an hour from here. Then we take a three-week vacation and go to a resort in Maryland. A number of our friends at school here go there with us. Justin and Jason go; you know Christie? Short girl, freshman, with blond hair? She and her brother Randy, a big guy, a junior, he’s a fullback, they usually go too—we’ve gone to the resort with their families for years. Would you guys wanna go with us this summer? We have pictures of some of the stuff we do there.”
“Um. it’s not really something I’d care to do,” Drew told her. “Besides, I’m gonna be in the summer soccer league and those games start mid-June and go through early August. Then the high school team practices begin around August 20 or so.”
“And I think that I’ve lined up a summer job,” Connor said. “Got one more interview but it looks good.”
“So you couldn’t even do a weekend?” Michael asked. “We go some weekends in June to that PA campground.”
“Games are on every weekend and Connor’s job has weekends scheduled too,” Drew told him.
“Too bad; would be nice to have you come along. The kids who go are really great,” Jennifer sighed. “Oh yeah. Dad’s opening the pool next weekend so you’re always invited to come and use it. Um, yeah... you realize that we swim nude, right? When our friends come over, they swim nude too. You could wear your suits, you know...”
“Um... I’m really not sure how I feel about doing that, Jen,” Drew told her and looked at Connor; a silent message flashed between them. “I’ll talk with Connor about that. Okay, can we talk about the anti-Program stuff now? Let me tell you how you guys could help since you know way more kids that we do, and know the local school customs too.”
They agreed and Drew began laying out her ideas.
Also in mid-May, Gelb contacted Connor to tell him that the probate process was complete; Connor was declared to be his father’s heir and the bank safety deposit box was unsealed.
“We have an arrangement with a Boston firm that has offices in the New England area,” Gelb told him. “They represented your interests in the probate process and have checked the safety deposit box. It has the title for your motorcycle and your dad’s car, some insurance papers, birth certificates for you and your dad, his divorce decree, several stock certificates, and some U.S. EE savings bonds issued in 1991. We’ve entered a claim on the vehicle loss—apparently that was never done—and are having the stock valued. The savings bonds are close to maturity and were issued in your grandmother’s name with your father as beneficiary. Their value now is close to 4,000 dollars.”
“Wow, I didn’t think that Dad would have had stock,” Connor said. “So what happens to those papers and stuff?”
“They’re being sent to my office. You can decide what you want to do with them then; we’ll meet to discuss it. Will that be okay?”
“Sure. And thanks.”
They disconnected.
At the end of May, the state legislature reluctantly passed a bill which instructed the education department to start preparing the state public high schools to begin the Naked in School Program in the fall. And now, Drew had much of her strategy organized. The Ritter kids and their friends had introduced Drew and Connor to a number of their friends and acquaintances, while Drew also had recruited her soccer teammates and their own network of friends. She met with groups of these kids in several gatherings and told them about what she had seen during the week she had spent in her former school with the Program running and what she had recently learned from Lydia. She explained the ideas which she had come up with to oppose the Program and that she had discussed her ideas with a lawyer. By this date, anyway, much information and rumors about the Program had spread, and most of the kids who met with her had heard a few details about it.
After Drew told the kids about her experience, she said, “That’s what Connor and I saw. That trashy Program is an open invitation for sexual abuse, even rape. And the humiliation that the teachers put the kids through is also nasty. We need to come up with ideas to stop all that crap when it starts here and I’m open to any and all suggestions.”
One of the kids asked, “What if your parents say you’re not allowed to do it?”
Drew shook her head. “I mentioned to you that Connor and I have a lawyer and he’s helped us with some personal things. We asked him about Program stuff like that and here’s what he told us. He’s got contacts with state officials and gotten copies of the Program plans and rules. He’s gone over most of the recent Program stuff the state was given. First, there doesn’t appear to be any parental exemption. Every kid is supposed to be in the Program at some point while in high school. No one can get out of it, unless you’re not a U.S. citizen—like a foreign diplomat’s kid. He told us that it appears to him that there won’t even be any ‘routine’ medical exemptions given, based on what he read in the Federal Register about the rationale for some of the rules. So parents can’t opt their kids out or get a doctor to request a medical exemption. All medical requests are sent to the national office and they decide whether to grant them.
“Let me tell you some things I had thought of,” Drew said. “Ways we could resist. When they started the Program in my old school, they had an assembly where the principal called kids to the stage and some teachers stripped them if the kids wouldn’t undress themselves. So, you can be absent that day—or just for the morning’s assembly. Your parents should back you up for that, like, to arrange to get an appointment of some kind. Another possible thing. A student strike. Nobody goes to class. Maybe picket the school. Another way to resist is to just refuse—when your name is called on a Monday when they start each week off, just don’t go...periodt.”
“But won’t they force you?” someone interrupted. “You said the teachers stripped the kids.”
“My lawyer said that they can ask you to strip. They can warn you that if you don’t strip, you’ll get punished. They can also help you strip, but if you resist or struggle somehow, like if a teacher somehow restrains you to allow another person to get you undressed, then that’s a sexual assault and you can fight back. So just don’t go to where you’ll be alone with school officials. But my lawyer says that the school’s limited in the punishments they can give for refusing, like maybe they can give detentions. He said that they can’t suspend or expel a kid; the education law limits what those punishments can be given for. One last thing; I think that another way to resist might be religious.
“If you’ve watched the news, you’ve seen the commentators all talk about how the Supreme Court will most likely uphold the Program law to be constitutional and not a Fifth Amendment privacy violation. But if you read the Bible, it says in it that people have to be modest and, in many places, it says how being naked is sinful. And more than half the kids who go here are religiously conservative; just see how lots of them dress. So you can claim religious reasons for not participating. I’m meeting with my pastor soon to ask him for help there.”
“Those are some great ideas, Drew,” another kid told her. “So you want us to spread the word?”
“That’s right. If only a handful of kids actively resist, then we’ll get nowhere. But if more than half of the kids in the school refuse—like if all of the religious kids refuse—and many of the rest of us join in, then the officials can’t retaliate.”
“What about graduating? I heard they won’t let you graduate.”
“My lawyer also said that rule isn’t in the federal law or in any state rule for the Program. He thinks it’s a recommended rule for the school to adopt and it’s meant to get parents to make their kids comply. If you’ve completed all the state graduation requirements, then you’ll graduate. Oh yeah, almost forgot. Another thing I’d like to do is to put the word out on social media about how bad the Program is. I’ve searched the web and found only about two dozen schools have started it, mostly in New England and a few in the southeast, but there could be more. There are posts on social media from kids in those schools about their experiences, so look at those posts and repost them. But Connor thought that nobody should use their regular account ‘cause it’s possible that someone in the school or a Program official may retaliate.”
The kids asked several more questions and then the gathering broke up as everyone there promised to spread the word through their personal contacts and social media.
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