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  1. my english friend (and english prof) calls boarding school “lord of the flies in the countryside”. here is her take on this article:

    It reminds of a satirical ( I think) article that espoused putting grandma on a twelve month round the world cruise rather than a nursing home. It cost less, and there was a doctor on board, and she would be with interesting people. At the end of the year, you just sign her up for the next one!

    Why is this a suggestion NOW when the Guardian article (thanks for sending that though it truly turned my stomach. I’m even wondering if Charles, the one who refused ever to be interviewed after 14 Up went through something like that) thoroughly researched the irrecoverable harm done to wealthy children at boarding school, and like the priests who are still abusing choirboys, this is still going on. It’s Lord of the Flies in the English countryside. Incidentally, did you note that Colet Court was one of the schools mentioned in the Guardian article and that was John the Seven Up barrister’s school?

    It talks about turning “TOP state schools and academies” into boarding schools so disadvantaged children could be helped. Well, it’s guaranteed that NO disadvantaged children attend those schools which are probably in Berkshire, Surrey, and Kent- wealthy counties with parents who chose to live there so they could send their children to ‘good’ schools with other children who looked like them. Bit like people moving to St. John’s county for the schools. I understand that, of course, but the point is that those parents would not tolerate such changes.

    I’m sure that Iain Duncan Smith went to boarding school and thinks that they are the panacea to all those nasty common children’s ills. When my mother started her nursing career, she began in this huge sanitarium – called a mental hospital then – way out in the country, so that all sorts of handicapped and mentally ill people could be kept away from the sight of ‘decent’ people. At that time, none were ever expected to leave and were institutionalized so that they would never be capable of doing so. One visit home, I took my parents driving around in the country and we stopped there to look at the deserted buildings, still there way out in the middle of nowhere. It was a strange experience, as though there were stories whispering in the empty buildings, as perhaps there were.

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