My daughter, 7, came home crying. The teacher told her, “Your dad must regret having you!” I was furious. I went to confront this woman.She looked at me calmly and asked, “Sir, did you see what she wrote about you? Have you even checked your daughter’s bag?” I froze when she showed me a crumpled piece of paper filled with my daughter’s handwriting,

The words “I hate my dad” were scrawled across the page—hundreds of times.The teacher explained that this was all my daughter did in class. That night, I opened her schoolbag, and I froze when I found an entire folder stuffed with pages where she had written that she hated me, her mom,