This Is Us
Our Pain Is Not Your Classroom
It’s your wake-up call
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7 min readJun 13, 2020
I stopped talking one Friday afternoon when I was four years old. My mother followed me around all weekend, trying to make sense of what had happened to her loquacious girl with the light in her eyes.
On Sunday evening, the levees broke. Through tears, I explained that my preschool teacher had stood me…