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Why this blog?

No one can tell whether a child gets more from looking at the blackboard or looking out of the window
- Janusz Korczak in "When I Am Little Again"

I will use this blog to think out loud about my dreams for attaining an equitable tomorrow through quality education for every child on the planet. By providing interesting blackboards and rich experiences, between and outside safe windows, and all the support to make happy childhoods.

I hope that one day, these dreams will come true.

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