In its recent report, Classical Schools in America: A Movement of Hope, the Heritage Foundation offers a quiet cartography of the growing alternative educational movement stretching across the U.S.
“fluorescent-lit holding pens” Brilliant. I remember having lunch with my seventh-grader at his public school, squeezing onto the metal bench of seeming endless rows of picnic tables. The noise was deafening. Adult monitors roamed between the tables, hands poised on walkie talkies, ready to squelch nascent trouble. The scene looked like a prison chow hall- at least like those I had seen in movies. I thought at the time, and still do, that if one wants to see what a public school is like, visit the lunch hall.
“fluorescent-lit holding pens” Brilliant. I remember having lunch with my seventh-grader at his public school, squeezing onto the metal bench of seeming endless rows of picnic tables. The noise was deafening. Adult monitors roamed between the tables, hands poised on walkie talkies, ready to squelch nascent trouble. The scene looked like a prison chow hall- at least like those I had seen in movies. I thought at the time, and still do, that if one wants to see what a public school is like, visit the lunch hall.