Last week, I walked into the school expecting another small, exhausting battle—the kind you fight quietly, one meeting at a time, just to make sure your child is treated fairly. Grace sat beside me, her hands clenched so tightly in her lap her knuckles had gone pale. She wouldn’t look up. I asked, as calmly as I could, “What exactly happened?” Her teacher let out a long breath. “Another student made an insensitive comment, and Grace reacted by shouting and knocking over her chair.” Grace’s head snapped up, her eyes still wet. “That is not what she said.” “Grace,” the...
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