Teaching

Abstract

In The Boy in Striped Pyjamas when Bruno dons his striped uniform, he notices that it smells. He wears the clothes of a dead prisoner, timeworn and never washed. His authentic self is masked and he is doomed. Each teacher, unless alert to possibilities of what might be, can become lost in a moral morass of policy and pedagogy, blindly donning the cast offs of a system that has never worked and is failing faster and more spectacularly than ever before. We are sold a line that the clothes just need starch. We need new clothes. We need them now. Immorality and deception. Arrogance and greed. Misc