I don’t reckon an idiot could keep hisself clean. Well anyway, Hitler’s started a program to round up all the half-Jews too
and he wants to register ‘em in case they might wanta cause him any trouble and I think this is a bad thing and that’s my current event.”
“Very good, Cecil,” said Miss Gates. Puffing, Cecil returned to his seat.
A hand went up in the back of the room. “How can he do that?” “Who do what?” asked Miss Gates patiently.
I mean how can Hitler just put a lot of folks in a pen like that, looks like the govamint’d stop him,” said the owner of the hand.
“Hitler is the government,” said Miss Gates, and seizing an opportunity to make education dynamic, she went to the blackboard.
She printed DEMOCRACY in large letters. “Democracy,” she said. “Does anybody have a definition?”
“Us,” somebody said. I raised my hand, remembering an old campaign slogan Atticus had once told me about.
“What do you think it means, Jean Louise?” “‘Equal rights for all, special privileges for none,’” I quoted.
“Very good, Jean Louise, very good,” Miss Gates smiled. In front of DEMOCRACY, she printed WE ARE A.
“Now class, say it all together, ‘We are a democracy.’” We said it.
Then Miss Gates said, “That’s the difference between America and Germany. We are a democracy and Germany is a dictatorship.
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