O primeiro passo para a criação deste espaço foi pensar no nome. Minha inspiração foi o album The Wall, da banda inglesa Pink Floyd, que apresenta fortes criticas a sociedade, escola, familia, entre outros assuntos, e que culmina na destruição de uma parede metafórica que isola o protagonista do mundo exterior. Em especial, a música Another Brick in the Wall trata do abuso de professores e a eliminação da individualidade dos alunos perante a escola. O videoclipe e a letra da música seguem abaixo
You! Yes you! Stand still laddy!
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers
Who would hurt the children any way they could
By pouring their derision upon anything we did
Exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids
But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers
Who would hurt the children any way they could
By pouring their derision upon anything we did
Exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids
But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teacher! Leave us kids alone!
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
"Wrong, Do it again!"
"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any
pudding. How can you
have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still
lady!"
Essa música me acompanhou durante todo o ensino médio, momento em que minha visão crítica entrou em erupção e senti na pele a precariedade do ensino mesmo dentro de uma escola particular de certo renome. Naquele tempo, a estrutura escolar e os próprios docentes se constituiam em muros de rigidez agonizante; hoje, meus muros são outros, são conceitos falhos, são ideologias fracassadas, são métodos de reprodução de erros. Esse digifólio será um exercicio para reflexão e criticismo, focando os assuntos vistos em sala de aula e nos textos direcionados e levando muito em conta minhas experiências. Aqui eu me proponho a quebrar alguns muros!
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