Baa, Baa, Black Sheep

I say yellow. They say yellow. The teacher says blue. They say blue. The teacher says red. They say red. This discribes the frame work for the conversations which have occured for the Fall Reading. For the past 3 months our class has been trying to come up with a theme. An idea is presented and agreed upon until our teacher inserts her idea and then everyone adopts her opinion. Over and over, round and round it goes. I've asked myself many times if schools are a holding pen for sheep. As children our schools tell us what to read, how to read it, when to play, when to sing, when to eat and how to think. Is it any wonder why we are unsure about the idea of thinking for ourselves? I don't know. Go ask the teacher....but that's High School.