There really are no new ideas. Views swing back and forth, like a pendulum. We’ve bread a whole new generation of children who won’t take risks. Essentially, we have a whole wave of the population that could be government workers. There will be no inventors, or people willing to take risks. Society will stagnate. Perhaps that’s what’s happening now in the West.
Until we let our children fall out of a tree, they will never learn their limits. That’s sad.
It had been mere months since the gregarious principal threw out the rulebook on the playground of concrete and mud, dotted with tall trees and hidden corners; just weeks since he had stopped reprimanding students who whipped around on their scooters or wielded sticks in play sword fights.