Last week, I took my two-year-old daughter into her sunny orange classroom to meet her three teachers who will help her count numbers, sing songs about animals, and formally integrate her into the American school system. A big green paper tree had plastic leaves with a dozen names written on them in erasable marker. I stared at the names and became wist…
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