The Rucksack on the Wall: A Classroom Confession That Changed Everything

about whether teenagers are “too soft.”

I’m not paraphrasing. They used that word.

Soft.

As if a child carrying an overdose reversal spray for their mother is “soft.”

As if an eighteen-year-old mapping exits in grocery stores is “soft.”

As if loneliness is a personality defect.

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