“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.” ― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
I too, have been making a list of things they don’t teach you at school.
They don’t teach you that education is pursuing what you love, instead of a mere gateway for a good future (How many times have we heard that this just doesn’t pay the bills? Yes, times have change but these ideas still stay) They don’t teach you that even after doing all you can and working as hard as you can, you are not going to get what you expected. (I guess there’s a SOP that education means working your ass off. But that’s not always going to get you places). They don’t teach you how to pick yourself up after not getting your goals. (See previous point). They don’t teach you that you are not your failures, or your rejections. (We are still still still defined by that numerical number, that alphabet, that overall status…) They don’t teach you how to manage your grief, or how to deal with your anger. (We are all supposed to be happy kids, enjoying the life, being stuck in the monotony of missing MRT Trains). They don’t teach you to trust. (Force-feeding group projects and supposedly call it teamwork isn’t always going to make it work).
But they teach me that when I walk out of that classroom, Nothing will ever be the same again. I will not be able to see an issue with the same lens as I did before.
But can this see me through?