I too have read S.I. and each time I delve into Kozol's tome I am amazed at the intensity of my emotions. I am so angered by the gross injustice, it seems to surround me like a fog. It is so much so that when my wife walked in on me as I read S.I., she recoiled and asked me why I was so mad! Perhaps the thought that makes me so upset is the question: What can we do about it?!?
It seems so hopeless, so out of control, so unfair that the immensity of the problem staggers the imagination. I want so much to help these children, teachers, and administrators - but I feel helpless, unable to act, and unsure what I might say or do were I given the chance to really affect change. While I feel everyone should read S.I., I almost regret the experience because you so very much want to do something and yet you can't. For me, inaction is depressing and demoralizing and doing nothing is like a gaping wound into my soul that no suture can close.