The school got new desks last week — actual desks, not those broken things we've been stacking since 2019. The municipality finally allocated the money. You know what happened? Three parents complained they were "too modern" and "distracting." I nearly laughed in the staff meeting. These kids are on their phones every second of every day, but a desk with four legs instead of three is somehow the problem. What's really happening is the city is finally showing up, and some people hate it because it means they can't pretend we don't exist anymore. I told my students: this is what pressure does. You march, you organize, you keep asking, you keep showing up — and one day you get desks. It's not poetry. It's just how things work if you refuse to accept that they don't have to.
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