The Recklessness With Which We Sacrifice Our

Childhood Is Not Merely Basic Training For Utilitarian Adulthood. It Should Have Some Claims Upon Our Mercy, Not For Its Future Value To The Economic Interests Of Competitive Societies But For Its Present Value As A Perishable Piece Of Life Itself.

My Goal Is To Connect The Young Teachers To The Old, To Reignite Their Sense Of Struggle.

False Hope Is Worse Than Despair.

People Rarely Speak Of Children; You Hear Of 'cohort Groups' And 'standard Variations,' But You Don't Hear Much Of Boys Who Miss Their Cats Or 6-year-olds Who Have To Struggle With Potato Balls.

The Greatest Difference Between Now And 1964, When I Began Teaching, Is That Public Policy Has Pretty Much Eradicated The Dream Of Martin Luther King.