I'm pretty sure that my classroom conversation did not roll down any tinted, air conditioned world views.
But I do know I tried in the dwindling PC months to roll down tinted world views via dropping JC kids into a crippled camp....
Camp
In the ensuing months, I was able to line up about 20 close-to-graduating John Connon School kids, two PCVs, and a couple of Connon School teachers to spend about 10 days in sleeping bags under an open tent on the dusty, hot grounds of Teresa's Cheshire Home For Paraplegics and Incurables.
Only one kid out of the group, an English kid named Roland Adie, had ever done any sweaty, physical labor in his life.
None of them had ever eaten such basic rice and gruel for so many days in a row.
None had dealt with paraplegics and maimed people who would have been begging on the streets were it not for the Cheshire Home.
None had gone without cultured bathing rooms for so long.
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