The Quiet Emergency: When Adults Look Away and Kids Learn to Disappear

saw the boy body-check my daughter.

He looked at my daughter. He looked at the group. Then he looked at his watch, took a sip of his coffee, and turned his back.

He chose not to see.

It was easier to ignore it than to fill out an incident report. It was easier to pretend my daughter was invisible than to intervene.

I walked out of that school shaking with continue reading …