I Thought a Teacher VP Would Save Us

I used to think if someone who actually understood classrooms got into power, things would finally change. Like, maybe a former teacher in the White House would see us—really see us. But the truth is, I’m tired of hoping for someone else to fix it. I remember sitting in a lecture hall, watching my professor talk about policy like it was a puzzle, while my own life felt like it was coming apart. Tuition went up again. My roommate dropped out. I kept telling myself, just hang on until someone who gets it is in charge. But it’s always the same: promises, headlines, then nothing. I want to believe a VP with classroom scars could make a difference. But I’ve spent too many nights staring at my bank account, wondering if anyone in power actually remembers what it’s like to be on this side of the desk. #EducationFatigue #PolicyPromises #StudentStruggles #Education