Mud Throwing With Sizer & Anzaldua

"When you throw a little mud, you lose a little ground"

Funny how Sizer throws this quote into his essay considering it reminds me a lot of Anzaldua's essay and her topic. I feel like Anzaldua is in a culture or society where different dialects and different languages are being thrown around like mud. Each time there is a slight change in a language, we lose a little of that ground that makes up our foundation. Anzaldua talks about literacy in the form of her languages and the changing of dialects, accents, speech, and everything else, while Sizer talks about the lack of dialogue between the students and the educators in high school.
I can relate more to Sizer's essay. I often struggled to get through classes where the teacher would just drone and occasionally call you just to keep the ball rolling. But what about the silences? What about the pauses? What about the out burts of opinions. Where are all the qualities found in dialogue? Absent. "Dialogue is strikingly absent." Our foundation is being lifted, scattered, and left out to dry.