Things They Don't Teach You In School
Things They Don't Teach You In School
Oscar Wilde said, "Education is an admirable thing, but nothing that is worth knowing can be taught."
Teachers are doing their best to assist students in learning the particular subjects assigned to them. However, what about things they don't teach you in school?
For example, one thing I was not taught was to like Mondays. From birth to kindergarten the world is a wonderful place of exploration. A child is thrilled with the existence of "being."
All of a sudden, school. Kindergarten. Monday.
Strange, years later, I run into people who complain that it's Monday and how they "hate" Monday. I wonder if this is a terrible waste of life?
Think about it. If you start at age five, and you are programmed to hate Mondays, by age forty you will have hated 1820 days of your life. If you continue this attitude to age sixty-five, you are talking about 74,880 hours of your life that you "hate." This indicates to me that whatever vocation one seeks after the school years should be one that you like. By doing that, Monday will be just as great as Friday.
I was not taught that to be popular I do not have to be like everybody else. I am my own unique person. It's even more challenging if you are a twin, like I am, for twins are constantly being compared to one another.
Abraham Lincoln said, "Avoid popularity if you would have peace." However, in school, one may seek approval by trying to be like those who are in high rank or status among their peers. I was not taught how unnecessary this is. As a result, I made alot of mistakes along the way. I learned, on my own, that if you wanted friends, being truthful, sincere and genuine gains an individual a favorable reputation.
I was not taught to maintain my child-like faith. While growing up, if my parents told me everything would be okay, I never doubted them at all.
In school, my faith wavered all the time. The teachers never said, "You will pass." They taught. I learned that to pass, for things to be okay, I would have to do my homework, study for tests or fail.
Twice I reaped what I had sown. While friends vacationed, went swimming and had parties I was in summer school. Had I applied myself I would have passed History and Algebra. During those summers I earned good grades in both subjects, resulting in a determination to avoid summer school at all costs.
I was not taught to ignore insignificant diversions. This was another growth experience. Donnie Wahlberg once stated, "Life is too short to worry about the wrinkles in your jeans." For some reason, in school, every minor was a major and every major was a minor. Priorities, such as a term paper, were neglected while more important issues, such as chipped nail polish, gossip and arguing with parents how late I could stay out became dominant. However, I learned, through my mistakes, to discipline myself and that what I was given to do must get done whether or not I felt like doing it.
I was not taught to do what you love and to love what you do. I wondered how a teacher could be so knowledgeable and smart about the subject they were teaching, especially when I found it to be so borning. The answer? They were passionate about the subject. The History teacher loved History. The Science teacher loved Science. Today I understand the diversity of peoples' individual interests.
I do remember my seventh grade English teacher saying, "Lea, you are going to be a writer some day." Out of all my schooling, that one sentence still remains with me. She was correct. I have always been passionate about writing.
Even though I was not taught these things in school, I still learned all about them. Each year was a new plateau. One cannot help to progress forward even if it momentarily appears a regression is taking place. It is merely a new learning experience.
Youth is a wonderful gift that allows several chances to make restitution for mistakes along the way. After graduation, students will remember the good times and even chuckle about the seemingly bad days. They will share what they have learned with their children and grandchildren.
Most important, class reunions will truly be an experience in itself, for those who attend will be amazed at how everyone, except themselves, have aged.