I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built up on the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think.
It’s queer how ready people always are with advice in any real or imaginary emergency, and no matter how many times experience has shown them to be wrong, they continue to set forth their opinions, as if they had received them from the Almighty!
If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself.
Yes, I am proud, and very humble too.
I think that there are some teachers that do a very good job of incorporating culture and history. And there are some teachers who could use a little more help in that area.
We have no firm hold on any knowledge or philosophy that can lift us out of our difficulties.
The immediate future is going to be tragic for all of us unless we find a way of making the vast educational resources of this country serve the true purpose of education, truth and justice.
I’d rather break stones on the king’s highway than hem a handkerchief.
The processes of teaching the child that everything cannot be as he wills it are apt to be painful both to him and to his teacher.
We all like stories that make us cry. It’s so nice to feel sad when you’ve nothing in particular to feel sad about.