John’s first thought was for the child. He bounded from his chair, and managed to catch her head before it hit the concrete floor. “Suzy, SUZY! Are you all right?” he asked, as he cradled the now almost half-naked little girl in his arms.

Suzy slowly came around. Her teacher’s face was next to hers and she had never seen him look so worried. “I’m OK Mr. Stockdale,” she said woozily, as she snuggled into the comforting arms of the older man.