This morning I had a scheduled meeting with a local business owner here in Fort Bragg whose family happened to originate from Greece. This gentleman described the trek they made nearly 40 years ago to our great Nation! The owner, we’ll call him Cristo, sat down in a tiny booth located at the back-end of the restaurant where we began talking about the photos on the walls within this local family mom and pop shop.
We discussed the history behind the photos, and his families long journey to the United States. He pointed to one particular photo of the village his mother grew up in and spoke with such unwavering pride when exclaiming that he was the first generation in his family to be born and raised in America!
Without hesitation Cristo immediately went into his thoughts about the media frenzy surrounding the separation of children from their parents at the border. He held back nothing as he looked me straight in the eyes and said, “My family came here legally, I have no sympathy for those choosing to break the law.” We then dove into the medias sad role in furthering the divisive rhetoric.
While I persisted in saying that the media was the primary source of the charade in recent weeks, he couldn’t have disagreed more. He exclaimed, this is not an issue of the media, but of our education system. Cristo went on to state that his three younger sons have made their way through both the private and public school systems and that, all three have had teachers preaching political agendas within the school. He frustratingly told me that he does not pay for Biology and Math teachers to force their political beliefs on his sons.
We had a long discussion regarding the now seen byproduct of the liberal indoctrination/victimization mentality preached within the public and private sectors of education. We further expressed a joint concern over the effect that this has had, and will continue to have, on our youth.
I recalled the very permanent memory of a professor who demanded that the American Dream was dead. She, along with several other teachers and educative members of the University insisted upon a highly polarized political viewpoint. One that was not warranted, and was undoubtedly not supported by the University itself. The issue I have with the public school system however extends far beyond this one professor.
One parent from a school that I will refrain from listing said this;
We’re tired of the school trying to indoctrinate our children to believe what they believe rather than teaching critical thinking and actual course work. We’re tired of our kids coming home feeling defeated because their beliefs are forbidden at school and they will be ostracized if they speak out.
I can unfortunately attest to the fact that these types of school interactions happen far too often. The day after the election results were announced, myself and two others sat in the front of the class. We were known as supporters of the Republican party, and while we sometimes disagreed with President Trumps policies and methods, we had no problem advocating a desire to see him succeed. We were called crazy, stupid, and a few other not so nice names that I won’t bother listing.
The teachers were crying (no joke) and telling students to “just stay calm,” as if the Country was crumbling before our very own eyes. Blatantly stating that the University did not support the results of the election, nor did it acknowledge the outcome as policy. Teachers time and time again stated that he was “not my president.” It was absolutely ludicrous!
An excerpt given by a College Fix article really drives home the point in that;
It’s no surprise that a system that is state-funded and state-run advocates for a bigger government.The public school system is a microcosm of the socialist system, one that is bureaucratic, wasteful, and does not serve its original and intended purpose. Education is the cornerstone of Western society, a place where our youth are taught to think broadly and develop their own unique worldview. Instead, we are often taught what to believe instead of how to think.
While Cristo and I agreed that the education system needs serious reform, it’s no secret that nothing changes overnight. And that, if the system were to ever change, it would take decades to reach sizable reform. So we concluded the discussion on the note that we would just have to remain persistent in our efforts to enforce the code of ethics and challenged thinking from home. While it doesn’t fix the problem, we can at least manage on the home front.
I made my way out of the restaurant and as I looked back to Cristo he said, “If there’s any living proof of the American Dream, it’s me… and let me tell you, it’s not dead. Thank you for the reminder that there are individuals like yourself still out there.” And we went on to continue our day. He left me with a feeling of hope that there are more of us out there than what we see on social media and the news. I hope this acted as a reminder to you that, while we may remain silent, the hard-working, patriotic, men and women of America are not in fact a dying breed.