I used books to build barricades in my classroom yesterday. They make highly sturdy fortifications, and perhaps one day will prove the truth of the ancient adage that the printed word is mightier than the Bushmaster. While my room is not quite yet the Bunker of Learning that I desire, I am hopeful that soon it will be capable of withstanding the latest incarnation of apocalyptic lunacy that might lumber and lurch in our general direction. The most remarkable aspect of the entire project is that the beneficiaries of the enterprise seem wholly unaware of its purpose or its existence, and this I consider my greatest educational triumph of all.
