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On rainy, dreary days, an announcement breaks into my class around 11 a.m. “Please excuse the interruption. Recess will be held indoors today.” From around the room, there are scattered cheers. My students are often happy to have indoor recess. I’m happy, too, because I see this as a positive time for my students to build friendships and interact. It wasn’t always this way.

An eventful taxi ride home after a challenging day gave this teacher perspective on her life’s work.

Greg arrived at my art room after school to pick up a bulky project. He seemed down. “Is everything ok?” I asked.

As part of our bedtime routine, I was excited to share a new book with my 4-year-old daughter. My Princess Boy by Cheryl Kilodavis would be our story for the evening. We began, as always, by reading the title and looking at the illustrations.

Looking back and looking ahead at the struggle to end segregated education.