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See you in September<\/em><\/p>\n Have a good time but remember Mmmm.\u00a0 Nothing says aging like current pics of yesterday’s bands.<\/p>\n Hi and Lois had a cartoon this morning in which Dot presents to his class on his summer vacation:\u00a0 “Didn’t do anything much, but that was a lot better than here.”<\/p>\n Made me think.\u00a0 Lots of cartoons, op ed pieces, jokes, old recollections place school over against summer:\u00a0 freedom versus confinement, fun versus work, anarchy vs dictatorship, innocence vs real life.\u00a0 You can add to the dialectics.<\/p>\n Granddaughter Ruth’s entry into pre-school, as I said a couple of weeks ago, opened my eyes to the exceptionally long journey on which she has just begun.\u00a0 At a minimum for a girl like Ruth, teachers as parents, Jewish, well educated grandparents, seemingly bright, her schooling will last 4 years beyond high school.\u00a0 That’s 18+ years of interrupted summer idylls, broken off by the sound of school bells, announcements over the pa system (text messages?) and the scramble to buy school supplies.<\/p>\n Like the putative frog in the slowly boiling pot of water most students don’t realize just how long this commitment is until they near the end of it, for some high school, for others college.\u00a0 I was, for example, in the third (last) quarter of my senior year in college when, over a cup of coffee in the student union, it came to me.\u00a0 I didn’t have to go to college.\u00a0 It was a choice, but so little of one in fact that I only woke from the enchantment as the wicked witch of the real world was about to have me for lunch.<\/p>\n Shopping for school supplies.\u00a0 Loved it.\u00a0 First day of school.\u00a0 Eager to be there.\u00a0 Learning.\u00a0 Loved it and still love it.\u00a0 School and its silly restrictions, its teaching to the mean, its lack of imagination.\u00a0 Hated it.\u00a0 A result for me was a suspicion of the motivation of people in authority.\u00a0 They said they wanted to educate me, really they wanted to control me.\u00a0 I learned many lessons in school, many of them I wish I’d never encountered.<\/p>\n First among them was the sense that true learning was something one had to wrest from the world by main force, not expecting any real help from those who labeled themselves as teachers.\u00a0 This was a bad, a terrible lesson.\u00a0 It has not served me well.\u00a0 I don’t trust mentors, teachers to have my interest ahead of their institutional commitments.\u00a0 Still don’t.\u00a0 I probably could have learned to write much better if I had.\u00a0 Probably would have finished a Ph.D. if I hadn’t graduated from college soured on the whole apparatus of higher education.<\/p>\n This was a wonderful, blessed lesson.\u00a0 It has served me very well.\u00a0 I trust my own work, surround myself with opportunities to learn and apply myself to them with vigor.\u00a0 My thought is mine, shaped only by the minds I encounter in books or in paintings or in movies or of friends.\u00a0 This has lead to an independent, critical and outsider perspective for me, again, a blessing and a curse.\u00a0 The blessing is the necessity of creating my own thoughtworld; the curse is the lack of peer interaction around it.<\/p>\n Since I believe with all my heart that life is one choice after another and that we are responsible for the choices we make, no matter the influences of others or institutions, I cannot blame anyone but me for where I’ve ended up.<\/p>\n The educational establishment, however, still has not gotten over its early industrial template of bells, order and discipline, the true goals of the system, not encouraging inquiry, creation and craft as Paul Goodman talks about:\u00a0 “It is by losing ourselves in inquiry, creation & craft that we become something. Civilization is a continual gift of spirit: inventions, discoveries, insight, art. We are citizens, as Socrates would have said, & we have it available as our own. ”\u00a0 This is the job of education, to spark in us the gift of curiosity, the courage to make things and ideas of our own and to have the fundamentals of good work to polish them.<\/p>\n Our school system, contrary to the longing of the Asian educational establishment, does not in fact, stimulate creativity.\u00a0 The creativity and self-initiative so prized by Asia happens in spite of the cloak of institutional rigor draped over the shoulders of even 4 year old Ruth.\u00a0 It happens because our culture does allow for outliers, for outsiders, for prophets, for critics–our schools do not.<\/p>\n Do school bells, attendance taking, rigid curriculum, regimented class times, supervised play and little, if any, student input get to the goal, helping students grow up as human beings into a culture without losing nature,\u00a0 learning how to be part of a sensible and honorable community? I say no, it does not. Paul Goodman, again:\u00a0 “I might seem to have a number of divergent interests \u2014 community planning, psychotherapy, education, politics \u2014 but they are all one concern: how to make it possible to grow up as a human being into a culture without losing nature. I simply refuse to acknowledge that a sensible and honorable community does not exist.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lughnasa\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 New (Back to School) Moon See you in September Have a good time but remember There is danger in the summer moon above Will I see you in September Or lose you to a summer love\u00a0\u00a0 The Happenings (see current pic, right, at EPCOT) Mmmm.\u00a0 Nothing says aging like current pics of yesterday’s bands. … Continue reading School Days. Good Old Rule Days.<\/span>
\nThere is danger in the summer moon above
\nWill I see you in September
\nOr lose you to a summer love\u00a0\u00a0 The Happenings (see current pic, right, at EPCOT)<\/p>\n