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Chapter 17<br />

The Politics of Schooling<br />

Each year the child is coming to belong more to the State and less and less to<br />

the parent.<br />

— Ellwood P. Cubberley, Conceptions of Education (1909)<br />

It was natural businessmen should devote themselves to something besides<br />

business; that they should seek to influence the enactment and administration<br />

of laws, national and international, and that they should try to control<br />

education.<br />

— Max Otto, Science and the Moral Life (1949)<br />

Most people don’t know who controls American education because little<br />

attention has been given the question by either educators or the public. Also<br />

because the question is not easily or neatly answered.<br />

— James D. Koerner, Who Controls American Education (1968)<br />

Three Holes In My Floor<br />

In October 1990, three round holes the size of silver dollars appeared in the floor of my classroom<br />

at Booker T. Washington Junior High between West 107th and 108th streets in Spanish Harlem,<br />

about twelve blocks from Columbia Teachers College. My room was on the third floor and the<br />

holes went through to the second floor room beneath. In unguarded moments, those holes proved<br />

an irresistible lure to my students, who dropped spitballs, food, and ball bearings down on the<br />

heads of helpless children below without warning. The screams of outrage were appalling. So<br />

pragmatically, without thinking much about it, I closed off the holes with a large flat of plywood<br />

and dutifully sent a note to the school custodian asking for professional assistance.<br />

The next day when I reported to work my makeshift closure was gone, the holes were open, and I<br />

found a warning against "unauthorized repairs" in my mailbox. That day three different teachers<br />

used the room with the holes. During each occupancy various objects plummeted through the<br />

floor to the consternation of occupants in the space below. In one particularly offensive assault,<br />

human waste was retrieved from the toilet, fashioned into a missile, and dropped on a shrieking<br />

victim. All the while, the attacking classroom exploded in cackles of laughter, I was later told.<br />

On the third day of these aerial assaults, the building principal appeared at my door demanding the<br />

bombardment cease at once. I pointed out that I had been forbidden to close off the holes, that<br />

many other teachers used the room in my absence, that the school provided no sanctions for<br />

student aggressors, and that it was impossible to teach a class of thirty-five kids and still keep<br />

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