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Teddy
"Everthinkaboutthatatall?"
"Ireallyhavetogo,"Teddysaid.
"Justanswerthatonequestion,"Nicholsonsaid."Education’smybaby,actually—that’swhatIteach.That’swhyIask."
"Well...I’mnottoosurewhatI’ddo,"Teddysaid."IknowI’mprettysureIwouldn’tstartwiththethingsschoolsusuallystartwith."Hefoldedhisarms,andreflectedbriefly."IthinkI’dfirstjustassembleallthechildrentogetherandshowthemhowtomeditate.I’dtrytoshowthemhowtofindoutwhotheyare,notjustwhattheirnamesareandthingslikethat...Iguess,evenbeforethat,I’dgetthemtoemptyouteverythingtheirparentsandeverybodyevertoldthem.Imeaneveniftheirparentsjusttoldthemanelephant’sbig,I’dmakethememptythatout.Anelephant’sonlybigwhenit’snexttosomethingelse—adogoralady,forexample."Teddythoughtanothermoment."Iwouldn’teventellthemanelephanthasatrunk.Imightshowthemanelephant,ifIhadonehandy,butI’dletthemjustwalkuptotheelephantnotknowinganythingmoreaboutitthantheelephantknewaboutthem.Thesamethingwithgrass,andotherthings.Iwouldn’teventellthemgrassisgreen.Colorsareonlynames.Imeanifyoutellthemthegrassisgreen,itmakesthemstartexpectingthegrasstolookacertainway—yourway—insteadofsomeotherwaythatmaybejustasgood,andmaybemuchbetter...Idon’tknow.I’djustmakethemvomitupeverybitoftheappletheirparentsandeverybodymadethemtakeabiteoutof."
