What’s Happened To Us?

What's happened to us? How did we sink into such an ugly circumstance that we dare use words like “grit and rigor” in the same sentence as “child”? Who thought that was a good idea? And who permissioned that so-called “good idea” to become part of childhood education? Childhood has no reality. It’s not supposed … Continue reading What’s Happened To Us?

The True Sword

I possessed the True Sword. In fact … I‘d made it myself. From exotic balsa wood. Imagined in my mind … designed by my brain … and brought to life by my own curiosity. That’s what a mind is for. I was nine. I had dreamed myself Caesar’s body-guard. The boy-wonder of the Praetorian Guard. The … Continue reading The True Sword

You. Did. Not. Matter. But … Now. You. Do.

For the last decade or so ... the message was extra-clear: You. Did. Not. Matter. It was the demand of the Liberal-Left that you … the middle class … apologize for any comfort you had brought to your own lives … because that effort did not include your lazy-ass neighbors. Liberals still insist they're right ... … Continue reading You. Did. Not. Matter. But … Now. You. Do.

Silver Brushes and White Hair

I’ve out-lived my father. Isn’t that the saddest achievement? My sons are wonderful men. But they missed out on him … and he missed out on them. Bad timing. He was gone before they had a memory-card.   I know something for certain. A strange something. Had he lived for a few more decades … … Continue reading Silver Brushes and White Hair

A Grave New World

The entire universe of education has been turned inside out over the last decade. Long-revered pedagogical precepts have been blue-penciled by classroom-allergic theorists now leveraged by profiteers who see public schools as the next sustainable profit-producing mother lode. And the political class … put into office by all of us … has mocked our vote … Continue reading A Grave New World

Mind Time

“Time, time, time ... see what's become of me …” I’m an old father now. Suddenly, it seems. My sons have sons. I own lots of memories. I polish the sweet ones and never dust the ones that hurt. I mind time now. I didn’t use to. In fact, like lots of you, I was reckless … Continue reading Mind Time

After School Routine

Here's an after-school routine that'll shock you some ... Grab ‘em by the ankles … turn ‘em upside down … and give a mighty shake. Do it every day … for a week or two … and see what tumbles out of their little noggins. Have a good stare. Too many schools aren’t just schools … Continue reading After School Routine