My Daughter Came Home from School in Tears Every Day – So I Put a Recorder in Her Backpack, and What I Heard Made My Blood Run Cold
For the first six weeks of first grade, my daughter Lily came home glowing. At six years old she was bright, confident, imaginative — the kind of child who told whole stories before she even finished stepping out of the car. She shared everything: which classmate spilled glitter everywhere, who got to feed the class…