I don't recall a single class on the Constitution when I was in high school.
I never had a civics class, either.
Somehow, in my mid-20's deep (at the time, for me - but nothing compared to the kids these days) in student loan debt, working a job I hated to pay it off, the thought popped into my mind - from where, I don't know - but pop it did:
What does it mean that America is a free country?
I'd heard that all my life. I think I was about 26-27 when that though popped in there, somehow, and switched on a light. What does it mean?
What was I free to do?
I never got a good answer, but thankfully, I liked to read, and this book for me marked a turning point:
The Sovereign Individual: Mastering the Transition to the Information Age
How did I find it, I can't remember. There was a Borders on the first floor of my office building where I liked to browse at lunch, and after work. Somehow I stumbled across it. And that, really, I think was the start of my journey.
The Ron Paul Revolution - that was another big stop along the journey. But the journey continues.
Thank God. Thank Glorious God for the transformative power of the Universe!
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You did a wonderful thing, Mr. Math Teacher, amc1953. You do a wonderful thing. You have no idea how far your influence will travel. Thank you, not only for what you did today, on Constitution day, but for sharing it with us. Not only did you inspire your students today, no doubt. But you inspired us here. Of course I can only speak for myself, so let me tell you. You inspired me.
To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.
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