I’m not sure where they’re going. But I suspect it’s a fine journey. Know what I mean?
Rediscovered these lines from Angelo Patri while in a conversation today. Good to see them again:
What we needed as children was someone to show the way. Someone who knew us and valued us. Someone who would live with us and for us.
What we needed as children, children still need.
The teachers and I, conscious of the dangers that come to an active child from a random seeking to satisfy his desires, tried to make the people whose children were about us realize their responsibility while we ourselves did our share. We knew the children needed the older folk. We knew that we had only limited means of gathering and holding these young people together. All we had was the school and we were fast losing that except as a drill machine running eight hours a day during which time two schools1 in turn tried to master the prescribed book facts.
Slightly later in that section:
The school, after all, narrowing down to routine, was such a faraway place, far away from the actual lives of people. How could we get close, so close to each other that we would be part of the people and they a part of us, and be “folksy” together?2
Our schools are communities. Or should be. Rich and vibrant and healthy ones. It’s a really good and useful book, as I’ve noted before. Might be time for a reread.
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