Grade 6: Unit 4

THE LAND OF IGNORANCE—a gray, gloomy place full of cliffs and caves, with frightening faces. Different levels and heights should be suggested through one or two platforms or risers, with a set of stairs that lead to the castle in the air.

"It shall be unlawful, illegal and unethical to think, think of thinking, surmise, presume, reason, meditate, or speculate while in the Doldrums. Anyone breaking this law shall be severely punished."

"It shall be unlawful, illegal and unethical to think, think of thinking, surmise, presume, reason, meditate, or speculate while in the Doldrums. Anyone breaking this law shall be severely punished."

"It shall be unlawful, illegal and unethical to think, think of thinking, surmise, presume, reason, meditate, or speculate while in the Doldrums. Anyone breaking this law shall be severely punished."

After careful consideration of the problem set before us by King Azaz of Dictionopolis [Azaz bows.] and the Mathemagician of Digitopolis [Mathemagician raises his hands in a victory salute.] we have come to the following conclusion...

Perhaps you are under the misapprehension...m-i-s-a-p-p-r-e-h-e-n-s-i-o-n that I am dangerous.

Milo. [Suspiciously.] Just what kind of doctor are you?

But there is one other obstacle even more serious than that.

Now, Rhyme, there's no need to be so pessimistic.

They'll be mourning for you soon enough. [They look up and see a large, soiled, ugly bird with a dangerous beak and a malicious expression.]

I'm the demon of Insincerity. I don't mean what I say; I don't mean what I do; and I don't mean what I am.

The Triple Demons of Compromise! Let's get out of here!

Most plays are made up mostly of dialogue.

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "without pictures or conversation?"

...when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural...

...and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

Then we hit an age when we're presented with a scantron of bubble-in options, a template for a CV that we need to create, and Excel.

At that point, our learning has to fit into certain parameters: within that little bubble, within the one page limit, and within a tiny digital graph.

If we encourage that economics buff to be imaginative as well, he could build a new people-friendly business model.