If you are a parent with an autistic child, you will know how difficult it can be to find a school that feels right. Not just one that has space, or the right paperwork, but one where your child is understood. Where the teachers recognise their sensitivities. Where they are not lost in the noise of a classroom designed for someone else’s needs.

It starts, as these things often do, with a clip on your feed. A shaky phone camera in a school hallway. A shove, a shout, a face turning away from the lens. You scroll past it, maybe you tell yourself it is an isolated case, kids being kids. But the numbers say otherwise. In Malaysia, bullying is not just happening more often, it is becoming part of the background noise of childhood.

By now, it’s no secret that the Internet has transformed nearly every part of our lives. How we shop, how we learn, how we fall in love, how we watch TV all of it’s gone digital. But there’s one change that sneaks under the radar, despite being right under our noses. It’s how we speak. And more importantly, how we write.