Elliw J

[Matthew Stadlen @MatthewStadlen]

We’re about to have our seventh Prime Minister in the 10 years since Britain voted to “take back control”.

[Antwn Owen-Hicks 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿🇪🇺 @Pibydd]

Every minister in the new Plaid Cymru Cabinet is a fluent Cymraeg speaker. For the first time in 622 years, since the parliament of Owain Glyndŵr, our government will hold its Cabinet meetings in Cymraeg, the mother-tongue of our nation, and indigenous language of Britain 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

[Owen Williams 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 @OwsWills]

Welsh Government’s new Instagram strategy has balls.

I’m here for it 🔥🫡🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

[Elliw J @ElliwJones]

@bbcquestiontime Well said @LSRPlaid 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

[FA WALES @FAWales]

Pwy ydym ni? Who are we?

A nation shaped by many identities, brought together under one flag.

Together We Are Stronger 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

[Teleri Glyn Jones @TeleriGlynJones]

Extraordinary moment caught on camera which gets to the heart of the question of who’s really in charge of Reform Uk? Is it the Welsh leader, Dan Thomas, or Nigel Farage. Their Deputy Welsh Leader torn over who to back.

[Owen Williams 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 @OwsWills]

Bloody hellfire. That’s going straight into Plaid’s TikTok!

[Liz Saville Roberts AS/MP @LSRPlaid]

Reform donor and 2025 candidate for the West of England mayoral election thinks black people can’t be Welsh.

Racism is rife within Reform. We must must stop them from being the largest party in the Senedd.

Only @Plaid_Cymru can stop them.

[Clwyd En Comú @ClwydEnComu]

What a pathetic, nationless people we are.

An English nationalist party is about to win the Welsh elections. I'm so ashamed, it's humiliating. Utterly humiliating. Maybe we don't even deserve to exist in the first place.

[Newyddion S4C @NewyddionS4C]

Mae un o ymgeiswyr Reform UK yn Etholiad Senedd Cymru wedi dweud y bydd 'camdriniaeth mewn meithrinfeydd yn mynd drwy'r to...' petai rhieni yn cael rhagor o ofal plant am ddim.

Mae pob plaid, ag eithrio Reform, yn addo mwy o ofal plant am ddim. Y manylion gan Catrin Haf Jones

[Elliw J @ElliwJones]

@Channel4News Come on Plaid Cymru💪🏻🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

[BBC Wales News @BBCWalesNews]

Reform UK will tell Welsh museums how to present history, manifesto says https://t.co/gfocf1GWF8

[Dafydd Iwan @dafyddiwan]

Whoever is organising the right-wing protest next Saturday in Wrecsam STOP USING MY SONG!!!!! I do not want to be linked to your hate-driven campaign.

[Thomas Wynne Lewis 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 @TomiCaws]

I don’t trust myself to make decisions so my neighbour does it for me. He looks after my money and tells me how much I’m allowed to spend. He uses all my water and electric and doesn’t pay me for it. He tells me I’m not capable of looking after myself and I believe him.

Cymru

[Brendan May @bmay]

Richard Tice here, never meeting Nathan Gill, because he has never met him.

[Sky News @SkyNews]

"I've never had a conversation with Keir Starmer and it's not because I haven't tried."

Plaid Cymru leader Rhun ap Iorwerth says No 10 "turned down" his request for a meeting.

@wizbates went behind the scenes at the party's conference in Swansea 🔗 https://t.co/c5qrl46IzI

[Travis Akers 🇺🇸 @travisakers]

A message from a Kindergarten teacher:

After forty years in the classroom, my career ended with one small sentence from a six-year-old:

“My dad says people like you don’t matter anymore.”

No sneer. No malice. Just quiet honesty — the kind that cuts deeper because it’s innocent. He blinked, then added, “You don’t even have a TikTok.”

My name is Mrs. Clara Holt, and for four decades, I taught kindergarten in a small Denver suburb. Today, I stacked the last box on my desk and locked the door behind me.

When I started teaching in the early 1980s, it felt like a promise — a shared belief that what we did mattered. We weren’t rich, but we were valued. Parents brought warm cookies to parent nights. Kids gave you handmade cards with hearts that didn’t quite line up. Watching a child sound out their first sentence felt like magic.

But that world slowly slipped away. The job I once knew has been replaced by exhaustion, red tape, and a kind of loneliness I can’t quite describe.

My evenings used to be filled with construction paper, glitter, and glue sticks. Now they’re spent filling out digital reports to protect myself from angry emails or lawsuits. I’ve been yelled at by parents in front of twenty-five children — one filming me with his phone while I tried to calm another child mid-meltdown.

And the kids… they’ve changed too. Not by choice.

They arrive tired, anxious, overstimulated. Their tiny fingers know how to swipe a screen before they can hold a crayon. Some can’t make eye contact or wait in line. We’re expected to fix all of it — to patch the gaps, heal the trauma, teach the curriculum, and document every move — in six hours a day, with resources that barely fill a drawer.

The little reading corner I once built, full of soft beanbags and paper stars, was replaced by data charts and “learning metrics.” A young principal once told me, “Clara, maybe you’re too nurturing. The district wants measurable results.”

As if kindness were a weakness.

Still, I stayed. Because of the small, holy moments that no spreadsheet could measure —
a whisper of, “You remind me of my grandma.”
a shaky note that read, “I feel safe here.”
a quiet boy finally meeting my eyes and saying, “I read the whole page.”

Those tiny sparks were my reason to keep showing up.

But this last year broke something in me.

The aggression grew sharper. The laughter in the staff room turned to silence. The light went out of so many eyes. I watched brilliant teachers — my friends — vanish under the weight of burnout, their joy replaced by survival.

I felt myself fading too, like chalk on a board that’s been wiped one too many times.

So today, I began my goodbye. I pulled faded art off the walls and tucked thirty years of handmade cards into a single box. In the back of a drawer, I found a letter from a student from 1998:

“Thank you for loving me when I was hard to love.”

I sat on the floor and cried.

No party. No applause. Just a handshake from a young principal who called me “Ma’am” while checking his notifications.

I left my rocking chair behind, and my sticker box too. What I carried with me were the memories — the faces of hundreds of children who once trusted me enough to reach out their hands and learn. That can’t be uploaded. It can’t be measured. It can’t be replaced.

I miss when teachers were partners, not targets. When parents and educators worked side by side, not in opposition. When schools cared more about wonder than numbers.

So if you know a teacher — any teacher — thank them. Not with a mug or a gift card, but with your words. With your respect. With your understanding that behind every test score is a heart that cared enough to try.

Because in a world that often overlooks them, teachers are the ones who never forget our children.

[David__Osland @David__Osland]

Britain has 2,800 food banks

[🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 @scfccarwyn]

Any Welsh person who votes for Reform is a traitor to our beautiful nation.

[Elliw J @ElliwJones]

@WelshRep1 @Jimparcnest Pan ar fy ngwyliau dramor byddaf bob tro yn ceisio parchu a defnyddio gymaint o iaith y gwledydd yno a phosib -gan gynnwys enwau lleoedd ac ati. Yn sicr, dylai gwleidydd wneud hyn!