In school, you’re taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you’re given a test that teaches you a lesson – Tom Bodett
I have spent 13 years out of school, along with me is some of the crammed knowledge that I can’t really implement anywhere because life as taught in theory is different in practicals.
School tried and succeeded in suppressing my inquisitive nature, with all its efforts to mold me into what it thought was the best, as a child. What school didn’t know, was that it couldn’t change my destiny.
‘You have to learn to fit in if you want to be successful in life’ school said. So we were all dressed up in uniforms, like soldiers going into battles we had parades, with us were the behaviour guidelines and rules. The idea was to install discipline, but I think they forgot that discipline taught at school need a boost at home. If my parents deemed the school discipline wrong, I was always going to go in circles about what is right and wrong until I learnt to act as each of them wanted.
There were some built up fences hiding who we were as we tried to impress the adults who wanted us to fit in their set standards, while hoping that Secondary school will be our salvation and refuge.
School didn’t really make me no better, it had its cons and pros as everything else in life.
Things like how we were motivated to do better in class while being abused physically and emotionally, that some people have never recovered.
Like how you remember school preparing you for the world abuse and bullies, because that is what timid and introvert children got from horrible classmates who were loud and egoistic. I can imagine the psychologically and emotionally torture one can go through as a defenseless child facing off a bully on a playground, publicly displayed for everyone to see, would be like as an adult. If you overcame this as a child and are conquering it as an adult you have school to thank for preparing you.
There are worse scenarios when the one in authority is the same person administering this torture, bullying and humiliating a child to beating down their self esteem, and destroying their social engagements and involvement growth.
Also, these and more are things that first happened in school and now we see them in our daily lives. School was responsible for teaching us better, but I am of the view that we gave/still so give too much power to teachers rather than our parents.
I will end my first blog into the Uganda Blogging Week (#UgBlogWeek) with an appreciation note to Joel Jjemba Joel Jjemba and Joel Ntwatwa. Thank you for the work you are doing in regard to the Uganda blogging community, you are appreciated. The progress so far with the community is remarkable, and request every blogger mainly Ugandans to check it out and support it. The site is ugbloc.com
” I was always going to go in circles about what is right and wrong until I learnt to act as each of them wanted.”
I remember that part vividly. The pretend game, with the real me stuck in the middle.
Where did the ‘like’ button go, by the way?
The button is there…
I remember telling myself always that the world will know the real me one day.
I have realised that during the shift from WordPress hosting, I left it there… the like button.
The like button is back.
Indeed I/we haven’t recovered emotionally and physically from the bullies and the abuse I/we got from the many years of school.
before I forget thanks for the appreciation of the work Ugbloc does. . . This is important feedback!
You are welcome.
I am thankful that I overcame most of them and always ready to deal whatever pops up from dem days
School clearly worked for you; this theme is making us all pay attention to some truths that may have stayed hidden, and that appear to be the same regardless of our generational differences.
I am loving this theme.
Thank you Simon for reading.