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Freedom of Expression

How We Got Here

Stan is in the sixth grade. He is a bully and picks on younger kids. Lately, Stan focuses on Benjamin, a shy fourth-grader.

Today, on the playground, Stan makes fun of Benjamin's clothes. He makes fun of the trailer that Benjamin lives in. He says Benjamin is from outer space, and many of the other kids laugh.

Mr. Acker, a teacher, overhears this. He tells Stan to stop.
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Stan says, "What? I have a right to say what is on my mind! You teach about that, Mr. Acker! I believe it is called the freedom of expression, right?"

Mr. Acker shakes his head. "No, Stan, this is not right. The freedom of expression does not give you the right to be a bully. It does not give you the right to hurt people or to say false things about them."
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"Whatever," Stan argues. "I just express myself."

"No, not whatever," Mr. Acker continues. "We learn about human rights so that we can help people, not so that we can hurt them. With rights come responsibilities. We must use these rights for good, not for evil."

"Whatever," Stan says again, but then he looks at Benjamin and says, "Sorry Benjamin."

Mr. Acker thinks maybe some of his explanation got through to Stan, but it is obvious from the looks on the other kids' faces that it got through to them.

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