I felt the need to reblog it in order to communicate my convictions towards discussing this idea with kids.
I pray that you read it, internalize it, try to empathize with it, and realize that this is my reality daily, and that I no longer wish it to be so.
And please share if you care.
If you’re not part of the solution, you are part of the problem.
Ever heard this before? Anyone who says this isn’t true is kidding themselves, or feeling too much guilt to admit it. As I write this, I am flashing back to freshman year of high school when I learned about the word “complacency.” We learned it in the context of World War II and the Holocaust. Our teacher posed the question: What was worse? Being a Nazi or being complacent?
I still don’t know the answer to that question, but I think that question permeates humanity. What is worse? Complacency or wrongdoing?
With all of the buzz about same-sex marriage in Illinois, I cannot help but ponder complacency and wonder how this will affect me as a gay teacher in Illinois.
So am I part of the problem? Or am I part of the solution?
One day, we were…
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