Hilary stared out over the tops of her students' heads, scrutinizing in particular the way their hair was sectioned.
The computer classroom was oppressively warm.
Hilary felt like invisible paws were smothering her breath. OK, she gasped, has anyone seen this word?
She reached for chalk. There is no chalk in the computer classroom. There is a whiteboard but you have to buy your own marker and bring it.
Hilary took out her Hello Kitty diary and frog pen and scrawled the word
OPPRESSION
She held up the notebook like a sign.
This is a class about writing, she said, to get around the system and fight oppression.
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and what did they do?
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