I love that I’ve already received criticism from folks saying, “Oh, people don’t want to read your negative posts,” or “You better watch out what you post,” or “Why do you still like listening to Kraftwerk?” I get it.
But the deal is simple–many moons ago I started a book. It was called School Suck, my MFA final project at Long Beach State (go Beach–this is your year). Finishing that book someday would be cool and give me something to hand down to my family name and make MILLIONS of people happy by reading it.
Consider this a way to write down the happenings at North High School, or any school, for that matter. If I don’t write them down, they will be forgotten. Forgive my honesty, but don’t think think that everything is negative. There is not ONE DAY at school where I don’t laugh from my gut, at and with students and faculty.
I am proud to teach my students, for they write and tell me nice things now and again. I also realize that some of the students who don’t write and say nice things might figure things out later on. For years, it’s this honesty that I’ve tried to pass on to my son and those around me. I might lie to you and tell you that those jeans look great for your ensemble, but it’s not in my nature to tell someone they are doing something swell when they are not.
Last year, at North High, we had so many things happen that will just be forgotten. Orwell would not appreciate this. Nor shall I.
He who controls the past, controls the future.
