I know lots of people did not like high school. At this point, there a bit of reverse discrimination – if you liked high school you must not be very interesting now, because the only people who liked their teenage years are vacant cheerleaders and jocks. I was not a jock or a cheerleader, I was a theater kid, and I had a good time. It was not “the best years of my life.” No, the best years of my life have a lot fewer spelling tests and I get to make a lot more of my own choices. But, looking back on high school with the distance of years, it does have a bit of a glow around it that was initially absent.
I realize that I am super lucky to have attended a high school where I was always safe, I always had good friends around me, and people (my teachers and parents) genuinely cared about my well being. I went to public school, it was the only one in town, 50 people in my graduating class, and those were pretty much the same 50 people I went to kindergarten with. There were millionaire’s kids and welfare kids all in the same class (but most of us were somewhere in between).
At graduation, the guidance counselor (who had a daughter in my class) had us sit on the floor around him as he read us Oh The Places You’ll Go. The book was fairly new back then. Now everyone and his brother gives you a copy of that book at graduation, it has become a cliché, but at that point it was new, and it was the first time I had heard it. It was pretty magical.
Teddy Saunders had the genius idea to film people at Burning Man reciting the book.
The last book that Dr. Suess published…
Some of the structures and costumes at Burning Man are so perfect for the text and Dr. Suess’s style, it is hard to believe they were not purpose built for this video.
This is just an amazing piece of film making – a great concept, with great execution.
Thinking about it now, brings me back to those few moments where anything seems possible. One of the great truths of life is both freeing, yet also binding “you can do anything, but you can’t do everything.”