i read a book the other day about public schools in our nation
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an indictment of our prevailing caste system
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it seems so many things i've taken for granted others cant access at all
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i ditched computer class while others had no books
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i learned to hate my halls, there's holes in walls in schools right in my town
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serving the rich, keeping the lower classes down
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what do i mean by this statement?
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it seems only too clear with your english class in a bathroom
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how well do you think you'd fare?
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i read of schools so overcrowded no room could be saved
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not auditoriums, cafeterias or closet space.
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a school's income is determined by property tax
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and how much money can you get from poor mexican
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and black families trapped in slums
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poor kids need the most attention
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but since they're untaxable they get none
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and because the system sucks when the kids grow up
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they'll have to send their kids back into the system that fucked them
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it's a cycle that for years has not been broken
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there's a name for this it's social reproduction
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and we maintain this caste system by letting them enforce it
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we're all flowers growing in a garbage can"
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the teachers tell their kids
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but how can a flower grow when the sunlight's blocked by the lid?
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disribute property tax more fairly at least that's a start
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cuz little flowers can't grow in the darkness they need everything we've got.
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Jonathan Kozol Was Right...
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The Broadways |