A reader sent this comment in response to the moving post by another teacher:

Thank you Diane. Your blog gives me hope.

As a student, I often had to read books I was assigned. Most of them I disliked but one high school English teacher require my class to read Viktor Frankl’s, “Man’s Search For Meaning”. This book moved me greatly. The author, a survivor of four concentration camps, describes his experiences in honest detail.

Whenever I have experienced the effects of oppressive authority, I find a connection to the contents of this book.

Here’s is a compelling excerpt:

“One evening, when we were already resting on the floor of our hut, dead tired, soup bowls in hand, a fellow prisoner rushed in and asked us to run out to the assembly grounds and see the wonderful sunset. Standing outside we saw sinister clouds glowing in the west and the whole sky alive with clouds of ever-changing shapes and colors, from steel blue to blood red. The desolate grey mud huts provided a sharp contrast, while the puddles on the muddy ground reflected the glowing sky. Then, after minutes of moving silence, one prisoner said to another, “How beautiful the world could be…”

Thank you to you and those who comment on this blog for giving us reform weary teachers a glimpse of “how beautiful teaching could be …”