The Battle For My Child Begins

From the moment my daughter first got on the bus for school this year, I knew that there was a possibility I’d end up in a battle for her mind.  I knew from the experiences of my brother and his children that teachers were tasked with trying to make their students as little like their parents as possible.

I fooled myself into believing that in the small southern town that I live in, I’d not run into these problems until middle school or perhaps even high school.

Turns out it starts in Kindergarden.

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