Gosh, this book could be so much more than what it is. There are some inspiring lines and topics raised here. I agree with the reader wholeheartedly about the need for better mental health services to support schools and counsellors on site, and to support rather than exclude troubled children at schools.
I also really like, and heavily relate, to the author's personal monologue about her experience as a working class student in the 1950s and her struggles in the faces of adversity. Her points about being an example for someone who has been 'got out' and 'climbed the ladder of social mobility' heavily resonated with me, and I am in agreement that we should not be focusing on children who have 'got out.' Rather, we should be focusing on providing equal opportunity for all children to climb the social mobility ladder instead of creating poster students for schools to parade about.
Clearly, the author has a lot of policy-making experience, and her policies have evidently helped children lead better lives. So, really, who am I one to talk? However, I still believe this book is flawed and it could be so much more than what it is. I was incredibly disappointed that private schools were seldom mentioned as they are one of the foundations of inequality within the education system, especially between advantaged and disadvantaged students. I also feel like the book was a paradox in a way- it talked about not assimilating the working class into the middle class culture but yet also talked about the need to open up cultural capital to all.
Not every student is destined for university and this book recognises that- but it still does not resonate well with me how little the author talks about university mobility within this book. It seems a little odd that there is so little mention.
Overall, I went into this book with high hopes but was left disappointed. Just like the current education system, I demanded so much more from it.