When Your Education Sucks

Use it to learn compassion.

I started kindergarten in1965. Those were the days when boys and girls had separate playgrounds and teachers could discipline students by hitting them with a leather strap. But for children without behaviour problems (usually girls), kindergarten was fun: there were paper dolls and cardboard bricks to play with. I learned how to paint, and my kind teacher praised me often and played the piano when she taught us songs. Every morning we sang “God Save the Queen” and recited the Lord’s Prayer.