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When I was in primary school, on Ash Wednesday, the priest wanted to bless us with oil. My headmistress stopped it, saying it wasn’t worth it because I’m Black, and told me to sit down.

No child should ever feel less than in a place meant to teach love, faith, and acceptance. This moment has stayed with me for years. Speaking out now matters.

When I was in primary school, on Ash Wednesday, the priest wanted to bless us with oil. My headmistress stopped it, saying it wasn’t worth it because I’m Black, and told me to sit down.

No child should ever feel less than in a place meant to teach love, faith, and acceptance. This moment has stayed with me for years. Speaking out now matters.