I'm supposed to share an "inspiration" tomorrow for the summer program I'm working with. Okay. I'm pretty into comics. I thought about sharing some Dykes to Watch Out For, since Alison Bechdel is the reason I draw comics. But then I remembered that no, no I can't do that, no matter how inspirational it is to me, because I am teaching teachers to teach child-people.
So I'm sharing something that inspired me so much I put it on my skin. (Or rather, a fucking fuck-up put it on my skin and now sometimes kids ask if it's marker.)
It's Chapter One in The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery. You can read it for yourself here. Go ahead, you grown-up.