Watch the movie clip and answer the following questions in 7.2.1.

Script:

Every morning it’s the same. Juice, shoes, backpack, the morning ritual. And with it comes the uneasy feeling. No matter who we are or what neighborhood we live in, each morning, wanting to believe in our schools, we take a leap of faith. In 1999, I made a documentary about public school teachers.

Teacher: What number’s that?

Boy: Seven.

Teacher: One plus seven equals?

Boy: Eight.

I spend an entire school year watching them dedicate their lives to children. These teachers embodied a hope and carried with them a promise that the idea of public school could work.

Ten years later, it was time to choose a school for my own children and then reality set in. My feeling about public education didn’t matter as much as my fear of sending them to a falling school. And so every morning, betraying the ideals I thought I lived by, I drive past three public schools as I take my kids to a private school. But I’m lucky. I have a choice. Other families pin their hopes to a bouncing ball, a hand pulling a card from a box, or computer that generates numbers in random sequence. Because when there’s a great public school, there aren’t enough spaces, and so we do what’s fair. We place our children and their future in the hands of luck.