A Latin proverb informs us: "Discimus docendo" (We learn by teaching). What have I learned these past five semesters while teaching at a local community college? That the teachers' unions have gotten away with academic murder.
Reasoning has acquired a sketchy, even negative, reputation in recent years.
The musicology department of Copenhagen University is to offer a course on the music of Beyoncé. It would be fun, it said.
The Cristo Rey network applies lessons from the best charter schools to provide opportunities for low-income students.
"When Beowulf goes to slay the dragon that has been ravaging the countryside," I said to my college freshmen the other day, "all of his thanes swear they will stand by him in the battle."
Instruction in love, by Love, and for love, is as far from anything that our schools now do as is the highest mountain from the bottom of the sea, or the heavens from the earth.
On Catholic campuses that aspire to Top Ten or Top Twenty status in publicity sweepstakes like the "U.S. News and World Report" college rankings, one sometimes hears the phrase "preferred peers."
The first time I read aloud to one of my children, the experience ended in tears.
The first sight that met my eyes when my father turned onto Nassau Street was the high Gothic tower of the Commons, where we freshmen and sophomores of Princeton University would take our meals.