Education Quality Lawsuit

Lead Plaintiff Mona Davids Statement On Latest Victory For Parents In The Historic Education Quality And Safety Lawsuit

by Admin June 28, 2018July 21, 2018

For Immediate Release
July 20, 2018

Contacts:
Mona Davids | 646.872.7149 | mona@nycparentsunion.org
Sam Pirozzolo | 917.533.3437 | sam@nycparentsunion.org

Lead Plaintiff Mona Davids Statement On Latest Victory For Parents
In The Historic Education Quality And Safety Lawsuit

Yesterday’s court decision is another victory in the ongoing work to provide a high quality, safe and free education for all of our children.

Our lawsuit is not about breaking the union; it is about removing those incompetent, racist and abusive teachers who are hurting our children.

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