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Social Studies by Bernard Clairvaux |
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The past is no row of bare facts waiting to be memorized by school children. Nor does it stand in our back yard like an old picket fence, slowly and silently rotting. The past is a real world, inhabited by villains and heroes and regular folk passing this way on swift journeys. Their story is our story—the tie that binds each generation to all the others.
By Bill Moyers
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