Laura Morris, a former fifth-grade teacher at Lucketts Elementary School in Leesburg, Virginia, left her position due to her refusal to teach critical race theory (CRT).
During a Loudoun County School Board meeting, Morris emotionally expressed her opposition to the board’s “highly-politicized agendas” and resigned. She criticized the equity training and curriculum changes related to CRT, which explores how racism is embedded in societal structures.
Morris explained, “I quit being a cog in a machine that tells me to push highly-politicized agendas on our most vulnerable constituents – the children.” She shared that her Christian beliefs clashed with the district’s ideologies.
She also raised concerns about her personal life being affected by the school district’s political agenda. Morris received emails cautioning against dissenting opinions even in her personal life.
Frustrated by the lack of consideration for concerned citizens and what she perceived as the district’s bias against certain demographics, Morris chose to resign.
In her passionate speech, Morris encouraged parents and staff to explore alternative educational options.
I Discovered My Mother-in-Law and Husband’s Scheme to Conceal Food From Me Because I’m ‘Too Fat’ — I Retaliated Against Both of Them
Emily was appalled when she overheard her mother-in-law and husband plotting in hushed tones. Their plan to hide food from her because they thought she was “too fat” was deeply upsetting. Striving to put an end to this toxic behavior, Emily cleverly orchestrated a fitting revenge neither would anticipate.
“Honey, but you don’t want to live with an elephant, do you?” Noele’s voice rang from the kitchen.
I froze on the couch, my knitting needles suspended. Did I hear that correctly? My heart pounded as I strained to hear more.
“I don’t, but she’ll notice it and start asking questions,” my husband replied with uncertainty.
“Act clueless. I’ll remove all the food. I’m ashamed that my daughter-in-law is so large. She’s too fat,” Noele continued, her voice laced with contempt.
My heart felt as if it shattered into countless pieces. Three years ago, after having our son at 40, I struggled to regain my pre-pregnancy body.
I toiled long hours to support our family, even extending financial help to Noele when she needed it. How could she say such hurtful things about me?
Setting down my knitting, I stared at the wall, trying to process the conversation I had just overheard. Tears welled up, but I blinked them back. I didn’t want to break down now.
My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. I realized I had been sitting in a daze, replaying the events of the previous week when Noele had visited us.
Unbeknownst to me, the missing food was her doing. She had been stealthily clearing out the fridge, not wanting her son to be married to a “fat” woman.
Taking a deep breath, I checked the phone. It was a message from Alexander, my husband.
It read: “Hey honey, don’t wait up. My friends are insisting I stay a little longer :)”
Recently, he always seemed to have an excuse to stay out. I began to wonder if my weight was the reason. Did he really see me as an elephant?
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