Life is a Prayer, Don’t End It


“Bad enough that my child can’t read or write./ But do I stop worrying there?/
Why do I not worry that my child can’t paint, dance,/ Breathe, meditate
or relax, cope with anxiety, aggression or envy?/ Often is unable to express
tenderness and trust?/ Why do I not spare some concern that my child does
not know who he is, or even that he has a self to find?/ If the basic skills
have nothing to do with all this, then let’s admit they have nothing to
do with my child’s health, happiness, sanity or survival, but only with
his employability./ Whose interest, then, is my child’s education serving?”
[ 12:00:00 AM Thursday, March 10, 2005]