“Daddy, my teacher hurts me when no one is watching”—my 6-year-old came home with bruises, and when the school tried to dismiss it, the truth changed everything
The children rushed outside, but Lucía remained behind, struggling to zip her backpack. Ms. Patricia stepped into view, glanced down the hallway, then bent toward Lucía. The audio was faint but clear enough.
“How many times do I have to tell you not to make me wait?” Patricia hissed.
