[Public school is a place] where the sensitive experience a horrified dissociation from reality that can sometimes never fade away.

I can't think of words. I feel no emotion about anything. I don't want to laugh or cry. I'm numb-dead inside.

You remember me. You remember me how I was. Tell me how I was. I used to have a brain. I used to be somebody. What happened to me? What happened to me?

I can't cope, all the defenses are gone. All the nerves are exposed.

As we read the school reports on our children, we realize a sense of relief that can rise to delight that thank Heaven nobody is reporting in this fashion on u…

I was in high school (oh, I told you - that was kind of where they put you when they didn't know what to do with you - when you were too big for the Kiddie Kok…

By the time I got to school, I had already read a couple hundred books. I knew in the first grade that they were lying to me because I had already been exposed…