Tracey Bennett

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@ArchbishopSarah @leicestercofe @churchofengland Shame on you.

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@womenpolicyctr @ArchbishopSarah The Archbishop needs to apologise at the very least, this is deeply disturbing and shameful.

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@FloellaBenjamin Happy Christmas lovely Floella xxx

[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 The job I once knew has been replaced by exhaustion, red tape, and a kind of loneliness I can’t quite describe.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.

[Claire 💙 @clairebubblepop]

I keep hearing “we want our country back”. Yeah we all do. How’s about being able to buy a home on one wage? Or wages even being liveable? What about same day GP appointments? Or ambulances arriving within minutes? Clean rivers and beaches? I could go on and on. But I’ll tell one thing… it’s not migrants who’ve taken these possibilities away… it’s capitalist greed. Have you noticed we don’t own anything anymore? Almost everything is subscription… films, music, software for your phone or PC. Tell me how this is anything to do with migrants? Look to the people with the power, not to the people with NONE.

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@AlisonHammond What an obnoxious git.

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@SpatialTechnol1 @KirstieMAllsopp What is a PIV please?

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@MichaelRosenYes @clpe1 @charliehacking Now look what you've done, you made me swear!

[Ricky Gervais @rickygervais]

I've invested a fuck-load of money in this company. If it takes off we could save millions of sea creatures. If it doesn't I'll have a sad award-winning Edinburgh show 😂

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@darrenlakin2 Morning Darren

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@RetirementTales Biff and Chip

[MsNomsa ✨ @Msnncube]

DPD customer service is absolute shit!!! Even with video evidence of one of their drivers pretending to deliver my parcel and take it back!! Here telling me I need to contact the retailer and ask for a refund how about no, do better this isnt it!! #dpd #dpdcustomerservice

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@GurdeepPandher I’m very aware of them in the UK. My grandfather talked with immense regard about both the Sikh soldiers and the Gurkhas.❤️

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@Jenny_1884 I bloomin’ hate my smart meter. I was forced to get one and it’s just an ugly thing that I never consult anyway. I know if I need to rein back without the stupid thing telling me to.

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@amolrajan That’s a worry!

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@GillianKearney3 Post of the day 🤣

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What a brilliant evening watching @GouldPianoTrio hosted by @MusicMorpeth tonight, their performance was spellbinding. We are so lucky to have the ability to attend concerts like this in our town, thanks to all involved.

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@DeputyGrocott No, you’re sane.

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@Brink_Thinker Delightful 💕