January 13, 1983
An item of some interest has found its way into the papers lately which I have found highly disturbing. What was called a “workable” bomb was discovered in a high school art room next to a gas pipe feeding a kiln. The bomb was contained in a shoebox rigged to go off when the box was opened. A basic error in construction prevented it from doing so when a student found and opened it.
Well, bombs found in schools aren’t really that uncommon [really? where did I get that idea?] and fortunately, no one was hurt. If the explosion had ruptured the gas line the results could have been disastrous, but the mechanical error prevented that. The really disturbing part is the party suspected.
Believed to be responsible is a group of highly intelligent students who call themselves the “Jedi Knights.” I am confused however because the Jedi Knights of the Star Wars movies were honorable, freedom fighting “good guys” who, I’m sure, would not condone the actions of those students.
Such misdirections of intelligence and misinterpretations of philosophy are a dangerous thing. Sadly, we have been forced to face the fact that our schools are no longer safe places in which to learn. To be forced into believing them to be downright dangerous is pathetic. Students with the intelligence of the so-called Jedi, with the proper guidance, could be a great deal of help to their fellow students, and I wonder what teacher apathetically viewed the misdirection of these youths. [Excuse me while I take another bite of this crow.]
The teacher’s most critical function is the positive guidance of intellectual potential. Why wasn’t the potential in this case redirected when they were very young? Can we not count Adolph Hitler as having once fit into the category of misdirected youth? [Oh, yeah, I was going to save every kid. I missed one, though, didn't I?]
This is why I have chosen education as the area to which I desire to devote my life. I have seen too many intelligent minds wasted by the desire to conform to the average and by bitterness and the desire to lash out.
It is to be hoped that my children will learn from me a passion for knowledge and a desire to use it toward the betterment of his fellow man.
Aaahh, to be young again. Full of hopes and dreams and the energy to grab
life by the horns and make a difference. I'll bet you made more of a
difference in many lives than you realize.
I didn't notice any errors or anything misplaced. I only noticed the
passion of someone who knew the right path and chose it.
Its interesting isnt it? Hitler.....Napoleon...I was mentioning this on my
own blog....
I find this paper apocryphal. I bet re-reading it was eerie after all
these years? You sure are in the right job Paula. It was so interesting
reading back 23 years (was 83 all that long ago?)
Way eerie. I had no recollection of this, but the parallels were chilling.
My certainty...well...would that I could have kept that innocence.
It looks like you are one of those lucky people who find their passion
early and go for it. It took me fifty yeears to realize that there is no
there, there, and get on with what I really wanted to do.
Good on you!
JWL
Echo Rosebud. Chilling indeed. Prescient.