… students, the childrenincluding my son—to come in from the yard because it is time for school to start. Craning his neck, looking for the students, he walks to the front door, keys clanging on his belt loop. His head moves from side to side, searching for where the students are, his voice questioning the emptiness. The camera follows … students, the childrenincluding my son—to come in from the yard because it is time for school to start. Craning his neck, looking for the students, he walks to the …