Some background so that you know I'm not just some high schooler thats going through a tough math class.
I am 21 years old and have been going to school since pre-school. (Like most of us, I assume)
I always knew, ever since I was a kid, that I didn't like school... But it didn't turn into a hatred until I hit college. The whole schooling system is IMMENSELY flawed and the most frustrating thing about it is that it won't change because too many people are being raised to believe that it is something that is a necessity in life.
For me personally, the subject was math. I believe I am good at math but things got weird when they started to put in symbols for missing numbers. Since when do numbers have ANYTHING to do with symbols? Single letters should be kept in grade school English classes.
I believe something started to grow within me, ever so slightly, until I had my first burst of outrage. I am a completely sane person and am pretty normal other than my ADHD. (yeah, yeah, adhd kid hates school, whatever) I was a bit of a deviant but I wasn't a bad kid. But one day, while I was doing homework for algebra in college, I felt an immense rage coursing through my veins when I was stuck on a question for 30 minutes.
A single question, that I kept reading over and over again inside my head, I couldn't understand. I was just sitting there and out of nowhere, I start yelling "FUCK" at the top of my lungs. My mom came rushing in asking what was wrong but I didn't care. I kept yelling fuck over and over again, in cold sweat, shaking back and forth in my chair like a nutcase.
When I was done with that, I grabbed a kunai sword I bought from eBay a while back and started whacking away at my closet door. I whacked it until the insides of my hands started to bleed due to the pressure they were taking from the beating. Eventually, my closet door looked like a novice chef's cutting board. Wood chips all across my floor and the worst part was that I didn't realize my mom was there for all of it.
Luckily, she was understanding and had sent me and a couple of my friends off to an island for a little vacation to clear my mind. When I came back, I guess she thought it was just piled on stress and still wanted me to go to school. So I agreed.
The next semester started and I had to retake the math class because I failed it after not showing up for the rest of the class after what had happened. Because of COVID, I had to take online classes this time around so I sat down at my desk and started to work on my homework. I was only on my second question until i got stuck at a problem. Can you guess what happened next?
I banged my fist into the wall yelling "FUCK". I did this several times until my mom came rushing in asking what was wrong? I told her that I fucking hate school. She asked if i wanted something to drink. I didn't answer. She left. I grabbed my already bend and beaten kunai and hacked away at what remained of my closet door. The same thing all over again.
Why does a business major need to know about sciences? Why does a history major need to study mathematics? Why must a scientist learn about American history? Why do we need to relearn useless things we've already learned in high school and pay for these expensive tuitions? What is our purpose in learning how numbers work? How different chemicals react with each other? The specifics of what happened hundreds of years ago?
School is the most meaningless part of our lives, yet, no one can do anything about it. The education system is already set. Opposing it makes you seem like a brainless fool. This society is so fucked and no one is doing anything because there is nothing that can be done. Were we born into the wrong timeline? The wrong generation? Will this bullshit education system ever change?
Do I stand alone?
Submitted June 02, 2020 at 09:28PM by shanechad https://ift.tt/3drfIik
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