I am truthful and not afraid when I say that we don't necessarily learn anything in school nowadays. Students are disappointed since grades are more important than the learning itself, in the academia. I would encourage professors to become open-minded, become humble and not resort into pessimism.
I would describe school, like Nagasaki on the verge of being bombed by an Atomic bomb. We were demotivated as I see that critical thinking and deep learning are not on our priority list. Someone in our class said that "We should encourage ourselves". Now, I don't know where we can get that energy of encouragement.
I rather become schizophrenic than studying schizophrenia. Welcome to the inferno of education where time and energy is wasted and frustrations erupt like Pinatubo and where students worship the numerical deities named "Grades", the gods and goddesses of education. The teachers are the fuel of those deities.
I am starting to see that the college is like a canvas for the Dadaists to work on. It is very true. Teachers point academic guns on us not for the sake of learning but for the sake of gaining grades.
For a very long time, I have been a wonderful critic of education. I will be a mentor one day, and I swear to the best of my being, not to be a 1-star or 2-star teacher, but a 5-star teacher. Having titles like MA or Ph.D. does not guarantee competent teaching or fruitful delivery of lessons. That's proven by one of my professors, indirectly.
I am just saddened by how teachers and students are treated by the college. The saying is true, when you say "You cannot please everyone.", but then it seems like the college is doing this in purpose. Business, is the root of the game where people thrive in a legacy with less worth than themselves. They are creatures of indignation.
The beauty is still there in front us, it is just that we are blinded by disgust.
I shall therefore quote Mr. John Keating from the Movie "Dead Poets Society" to end this post:
"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?"
CBOX Chat of Life
Monday, December 20, 2010
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