I cannot be clearer about this. I am not in politics, let alone Labour's shadow cabinet, to keep things as they are.
The British people overwhelmingly favour big businesses and the wealthiest individuals contributing their fair share so we can invest in our schools, hospitals and services.
Our higher education admissions process is neither fair nor effective.
Working-class students more often lack the advice, guidance and support needed to navigate the tricky application process, whereas their wealthy peers at top public schools have admissions tutors to help their students game the system.
Our admissions system should be a vehicle for justice, but it is failing working-class students, especially those who are the first in their family to go to university.
No deal wouldn't return sovereignty to the U.K., it would make us dependent on a sweetheart deal with Donald Trump.
Labour is the party for the many.
Only Labour will provide the radical changes needed to create a free, fair and funded education system, which protects education as a right for the many, not a privilege for the few.
As a young single mum struggling to get by, I didn't get to go to university, but that level of debt would have been unimaginable.
Politics changes lives. You would expect me, as a politician, to say that. But I don't say it as a politician: I say it as someone whose own life was changed.
I went to my local Sure Start centre, and they put me on a parenting course. I learned things that might seem simple - that it was important to hug and love your child, and read to them. This might seem obvious, but it wasn't to me at the time.
If I hadn't had access to the vital support of my local Sure Start centre, I would never have had the help I - and my son - needed.
I think class is still an issue in this country.
School, for me, was not a place where you went to be educated, but a place where you got away from your parents for a couple of hours while they got some respite from you, and where you were able to see your mates.
I'm the only member of the house, who at age 16, and pregnant, was told in no uncertain terms, I'd never amount to anything.
My mother suffers mental health problems and has a learning deprivation.
I remember going round to my friends' houses and asking them to ask their mum and dad if I could stay for dinner because I wasn't going to get fed.
I've always been the girl who can't sit on her hands. If there's a pink elephant in the room, I'll identify it and say it.
My school, we affectionately nicknamed it Avonjail, but it was called Avondale, Avondale high school in Stockport. I left with no GCSEs above a D.
I am not OK with the system that allows certain people to fail or be chucked out. I don't accept that.
