The former director of the American Association of School Administrators outlines a coherent countervision for turning schools back into places that nurture children.
Chapter One: My Wings
I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
I grew up in rural West Virginia, the son of a Methodist Minister. When I was five, we moved to Davis Creek, a very small community a few miles outside of Huntington. There was no kindergarten in those days, so a year later, I entered first grade in the little school down the road from my house with great expectations but no preparation. I was 1 of 50 students in the classroom, and I proceeded to get lost in the herd. Further, I lived through my imagination and had a tendency to daydream. Consequently, I failed to learn how to read and even had problems with the alphabet.
Today, there ...