The power of secrecy

Ok,
so while i blog, sporadically, I know that what I post here does not come tied to my name, to my home, to my classroom, or to my family. I bitch, I whine, I write out the problems I am working through. This is the magically power of anonymity. I don't think I would be half as candid if I were writing under my own name.

This post has a point, I swear. I recently discovered the blog of a student at my school...I don't teach him directly, but he is around and dates one of my kids. It is a riot. He is one of the most expressive and entertaining kids I have read the rantings of. The shame of it is that he is not writing in secret, and so he has been pushed (persuaded? forced? coerced?) into censoring himself due to the discomfort of others.

Seriously though? If you don't like it, surf away. no one is forcing you to read the ramblings of an 18yr old high school senior, or of this 27year old high school teacher for that matter. I hope that this kid finds a pseudonym to work through. Because he is worth reading, and provides a real look into a true "average" kid.