From Todd Kashdan at Psychology Today: As a kid, I grew up in an area on Long Island where the bodega across the street was off-limits, too dangerous for travel. My 6-year old rebel­lious mind didn’t crave midnight motor­cycle rides while swig­ging a bottle of jager­meister. Standing across the street with my twin brother, I could smell freshly baked rainbow square cookies and all I wanted to do was sit in an alleyway and munch on them until dusk. Not much has changed.…that would still be a good day. · Go to 3 ideas to prevent schools from killing creativity, curiosity, and crit­ical thinking →