School’s out.

I’ve based my life on an idea. I want to excel at things I do well, and do them for the good of those around me. So I’ve worked hard, learning best what seemed to come naturally. I chose my profession because I’m comfortable in it; I like who I am when I go to work. In short, I did what I wanted to do. I tried to do it well, and I was paid enough.

Some people encouraged a different approach. I was a very smart boy, and they said if I chose this, or that, instead, I could grow up to make a whole lot of money some day. I’m glad I followed my own path. I’m glad I was able to follow my own path. Today, it wouldn’t work out. I got a chance to learn what I liked in public schools, which were proud to educate to each child’s strengths, and sent us all out to learn getting along together on the playground. Now, my town’s got a public school, heavy on discipline, rote training, and remediation. It’s got a couple of charter schools, where the upper class kids go to learn. I would have been consigned to the public school, and it would have done for me.

In my own lifetime, as I’ve watched, the hearts of the people have been turned. The echoes of threatening war still rang over my childhood, and we knew service to all was the only guarantee of hope for each. But we grew selfish in our wealth and our power, and we invented a new religion to go with it: if each of us fights hard for ourselves, against our neighbors, things will work out best for everybody.

When a few people are greedy and competitive, the country can stand it. When we all are, we have no country left. I sent my kids to the public school, because I was proud of what my country once was. I hoped to preserve it. It turns out, we really are a government of the people, and the people don’t want public school kids to have a chance. They want to keep them out of the game. Since I love my children, and this is what America is about, I guess I’ll send them to the charter school up the road.

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