Lessons from the front

I attended college during the years when protesting America’s involvement in the war in VietNam primarily comprised curriculum. As I recall, most of us didn’t understand the war. Who was fighting who for what reason was beside the point. We protested our country for being IN such a terrible mess.

I think some students found in protest what they had been seeking – a valve opened to emotional bursts, an excuse to vent, fume, fist-shake, grieve deep, experience what righteousness and outrage feel like.

In this respect, we studied an adolescence-based curriculum. It is beyond sad that it was a war that provided such a thing.

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About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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