
Today I was watching Matilda and there was this one scene in the movie where Ms. Honey's class has to hide almost everything in the classroom from the vile principal, Ms. Trunchbull. The students pulled down sheets to cover up all the art projects hanging on the walls, anything colorful, or anything that could be of sentimental value. The classroom transformed from a fun learning environment into a dreary, colorless, lifeless room. When Ms. Trunchbull came in the classroom she made it clear to the students that she knew/saw everything and whatever she said what the final word...basically if she said up was down, then up was, in fact, down. Ms. Trunchbull reminded me of Big Brother from the book 1984 by George Orwell. In this book, Big Brother tells the people what to believe and how they should lives their lives. It was interesting to see this figure in another context (other than cultural revolution/communism) and think about how lucky we are to have all the privilages we do...but what about the controversy over the moment of silence in advisory and its voilation of the first ammendment...though not as extreme as the customs that Ms. Trunchbull enforces, maybe our school isn't so different from hers after all?
