This is "no more abuse", how you feel like crying in the store, in the city where the lights are everywhere around the city.
Meet James, the school house teacher. He always has compassion for his students and don't want to see them in pain. He's been there. He grew up in a room where his stepfather had a hot temper. Being quiet was safer than speaking or else you will be punished. Now it's the mind to make sure the students don't act or carry that same weight.
The masters have a club which normally holds their meetings after school. I can add club but it's not just about the painting or the drawing, it's a space where kids can. It's a space where kids can and experience their self in the way of words can't.
I remember one girl, Aisha, would know that the sketch was dark. I would've shown the kids at home. A boy named Leo was sent to be a drawing or a figure frapped in a cage. It's how his older brother has been caging him at home. Drama doesn't have much to do with it. James doesn't pry. He just allows them to be free with their mind and paint whatever they love to paint. And slowly they can see how they open up what they are pursuing through their painting.
The club makes a sign and it was like a school alley titled No More Abuse. So they have to march through. Their artwork was boldly drawn and it was one image of what they have been suffering deep down. Their broken chains, the white horizon. Other kids decided to join the sharing of their old silent struggles.
And teachers started noticing, parents started getting involved and the community begins to talk about what had been ignored for too long. James' classroom became a classroom. A beacon of hope. That No More Abuse is not just a mantra or a slogan. It's a movement sparked by determined kids who find their voice through their artwork.
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