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We're introducing something called the heavens and the earth. Our engineers have created an earth with separate light and darkness. And we call it day and night. We also added a vault between the waters to separate water from water called “sky.” We made the water be gathered to one place, and let dry ground called "land" appear. It has vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds. There's lights in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night. It turns out that they actually serve as signs to mark sacred times and days and years. We also managed to make the water teem with living creatures and let birds fly above the earth across the vault of the sky.

https://www.oreilly.com/openbook/freedom/ch03.html

During her son's junior year, Lippman [Richard Stallman's mom] says she scheduled an appointment with a therapist. The therapist expressed instant concern over Stallman's unwillingness to write papers and his run-ins with teachers. Her son certainly had the intellectual wherewithal to succeed at Harvard, but did he have the patience to sit through college classes that required a term paper? The therapist suggested a trial run. If Stallman could make it through a full year in New York City public schools, including an English class that required term papers, he could probably make it at Harvard. Following the completion of his junior year, Stallman promptly enrolled in summer school at Louis D. Brandeis High School, a public school located on 84th Street, and began making up the mandatory art classes he had shunned earlier in his high-school career.

By fall, Stallman was back within the mainstream population of New York City high-school students. It wasn't easy sitting through classes that seemed remedial in comparison with his Saturday studies at Columbia, but Lippman recalls proudly her son's ability to toe the line.

"He was forced to kowtow to a certain degree, but he did it," Lippman says. "I only got called in once, which was a bit of a miracle. It was the calculus teacher complaining that Richard was interrupting his lesson. I asked how he was interrupting. He said Richard was always accusing the teacher of using a false proof. I said, 'Well, is he right?' The teacher said, 'Yeah, but I can't tell that to the class. They wouldn't understand.'"

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