We keep talking about school as if it's just a building with desks and bells, but I see what it really is every day — the only lifeline some kids have. My students come in hungry, not just for food but for someone to tell them they matter, while the governor brags about balanced budgets with money he stole from our classrooms. You don’t fix education by hiring consultants from São Paulo who’ve never stepped in a favela school — you fix it by doubling the budget, hiring more counselors, serving real meals, and paying teachers what we’re worth. I’ve had students disappear because the system looked away once too often, and I won’t pretend policy is neutral when it’s carved from silence. The state will never love our children like we do in those rooms, shouting history back to life. And if Lula cuts Bolsa Família again to please the markets, I’ll be the first one at the front of the march with a megaphone and no patience.
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