Why my daughter’s assembly at her special needs school made me cry The scene: Evangeline’s holiday assembly at school. I’m late, breathless, with crumbled cookies in my purse to give to her teacher and aids. I forget my camera, and sigh at the fact that my phone takes cruddy pictures. The gymnasium is small, and the space for parents is even smaller. I cram into a spot on the bleachers and wait with everyone else.