At the end of 2002, mid-way through my junior year at Yale and increasingly freaked out about the deepening climate crisis, I dropped out to try to build a youth movement.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I dropped out of high school four times between the ages of 12 to 17.
I dropped out of school, but I didn't drop out of life. I would leave the house each morning and go to the main branch of the Carnegie Library in Oakland where they had all the books in the world... I felt suddenly liberated from the constraints of a pre-arranged curriculum that labored through one book in eight months.
I dropped out of college for the last time in 1977.
I was a high-school dropout; I was a loner.
At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.
It was helpful to have the confidence of youth that came from a lack of desperation. I thought, 'If I don't succeed, I'll go back to school and study.'
With Yale, my world got so big all of a sudden. At school, if you could dream it, someone would make it so that you could do it. It was magical. I had a lot going on, as you do when you're 17, and didn't necessarily capitalize on all of it, but it made me see possibility in a way that I hadn't before.
I dropped out of school in the 11th grade because there was no purpose in it for me. I'm not proud of this, and I'm not trying to promote it.
I dropped out of high school. I really had no interest in doing any school work whatsoever.
I dropped out of school when I was 15 years old. I dropped out because I guess I wasn't getting anything out of my investment in the school.