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My ninth-grade Spanish students resisted my assignment to write about their cultures. “My family doesn’t have any cultural traditions,” one said. “My culture is that I’m just normal,” added another. “I don’t have a culture,” said another.

My journalism students were brainstorming topics for their final story projects. I urged them to come up with compelling ideas that relate to their experiences but that push deeply into national trends. “Stop letting all the midlife writers (like myself) tell your stories,” I pushed. “Tell your own.”

This toolkit accompanies the article “Out at Last,” and provides professional-development resources to support LGBT educators, and their straight allies, through the process of coming out.

White nationalism has come out of the basement and entered the mainstream. Would you recognize it if it came to your classroom?

In this middle school, district-level grant, students hosted an interview series and spoke with people from a variety of backgrounds who found resilience, success and leadership in adulthood.

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My mother’s birth certificate, dated 1915 and issued in Brooklyn, New York, gives her name as Maria. I knew her only as Mary, the name that appears on her marriage certificate, her social security card and her gravestone. Her sister Philomena was so determined to get away from her name that she had it changed legally to Phyliss. Their brother Philipo chopped his down to Philip. Their other siblings? Anna became Anne, Elisa morphed into Alice and Cosimo was known to his friends as Pete.