"We must dare in the full sense of the word, to speak of love without the fear of being called ridiculous, mawkish, or unscientific, if not antiscientific. We must dare in order to say scientifically, and not as mere blah-blah-blah, that we study, we learn, we teach, we know with our entire body. We do all of these things with feeling, with emotion, with wishes, with fear, with doubts, with passion, and also with critical reasoning. ...
"We must dare so that we can continue to teach for a long time under conditions that we know well: low salaries, lack of respect, and the ever-present risk of becoming prey to cynicism. We must dare to learn how to dare in order to say no to the bureaucratization of the mind to which we are exposed everyday. We must dare so that we can continue to do so even when it is so much more materially advantageous to stop daring."
- Paulo Freire
Tomorrow - Thursday, September 6, 2012 - it begins.
I will be teaching U.S. history at Boston English High School, the oldest public high school in the United States of America. This is the birthplace of the great experiment of education: whether all children, no matter where they come from or to whom they are born, where they live or where their lives appear to be going, deserve a rich education.
It is sad to say that this experiment has yet to prove that it can be realized. Or, rather - as I believe wholeheartedly in the worth of this experiment - this country has yet to prove that it believes that all children can and should have full access to education and its many opportunities.
But for those of us who believe in the dream, this night is like Christmas Eve. We're waiting for something new, something fragile, to be born. We don't even know exactly what that something is, but we know that inside its fragility is the power to save the world and each of us.
Here's to the new beginnings.