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The PTA President Tried to Ban My Daughter’s Headscarf From School Photos—Then Her Classmates Did Something That Left the Entire Auditorium Speechless
Now she was practicing how to smile again.
“You have to say that — you’re my mom.”
I stepped into the room and rested my hands gently on her shoulders.
Her collarbones still jutted out sharply beneath my palms.
“I am your mom, so I don’t have to lie. That scarf is beautiful — and so are you.”
She turned and rested her forehead against my shoulder.
