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"Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me." I was sitting outside on the playground bench wiping the tears of a child when this proverb came to mind. It isn’t true, of course. Nancy was a second-grader going through an evaluation process to help us understand why she couldn't read. Kayla was one of her classmates. As they were climbing the ladder of the slide, Kayla yelled out, "Nancy is retarded!" Ouch. Words can break our hearts.

Teaching can be humanizing work. This is how it happens. The Rodriguez family walks down the hall and turns the corner to my room.

I don’t remember exactly what instigated it, but something had made Cashanda mad. She positioned herself—and her desk—right smack in front of the board. She was defiant. Her physical placement made it impossible to continue my lesson.

How do we celebrate the anniversary of the Voting Rights Act of 1965 when significant threats to equal voting rights still exist in the United States?

Educators and students need to understand the facts about immigration and immigrants in the United States now more than ever.

This writer and LGBT advocate spoke to a group of middle school students about being gender fluid. The next day, an unforgettable email showed them the power of open and honest dialogue.

In Tucson, guest artists help refugee students connect throughout the learning process.

Coastal Carolina educators work to preserve Gullah culture.

Based on the 1964 Mississippi Freedom Schools, modern-day programs educate and empower students.