“April is child abuse prevention month,” proclaims Fritzwire, a no-nonsense e-bulletin that arrives daily with policy-related updates from the nation’s capitol.
You wouldn’t know it here in New York City. Recently, I listened to one of the many sad stories circulating, online and off, around the precincts of the public schools, whose students from third through eighth grade have been busy filling in bubbles on the English Language Arts (ELA) exams. One parent told me how her high-achieving, logical first child was reduced to tears upon returning to his Brooklyn school after spring break to what has become . . . Read full article →