The state of education in America is always on my mind.

I am reminded of the words of British playwright Oscar Wilde, who wrote:

Children begin by loving their parents

Soon they begin to judge them

Seldom if ever do they forgive them

One day, our children will realize what we have done to them. They will ask: Why didn’t they make me learn? Why didn’t they force an education on me? Why didn’t they force me to learn math, English, history, government and economics? They should have made me learn this.

Perhaps they will discover the answer, that we simply took the easy way out, making school fun so they would want to go there.

But this will be in 50 years or so. By that time we will all be dead.

So is that what life is all about? We live a life of misdeeds, shirking our responsibilities with the idea that by the time we are discovered, when we are found out, we will all be dead.

Let’s hope not. Let’s hope there is more to it than that. Let’s hope, indeed let’s pray, that when the next generation discovers the great truths of life they will not say that when we were called to our duty, we were found wanting. Let’s hope that they will not hate us for what we have done to them.

It’s probably too much to ask that they forgive us.