My teachers in La Salle

My teachers in La Salle were not devoted thinkers or passionate researchers of the truth. They were men afraid of new and fresh ideas. My education therefore was not a thrill or a joy, but in fact a threat. Indeed, in school, I was never taught how to think; only what to believe. It was always impressed upon my malleable mind that the frontiers of knowledge are closed. How utterly wrong and pathetic were my teachers in school. But I cried more not my teachers, but for all my classmates and schoolmates. None apparently saw the painful light as I alarmingly did. Poch Suzara