Friday, June 25, 2004
No more teachers, no more books...
Well, not true. Not really. I'll still have to deal with a teacher ... or two ... or three ... or ... ah, hell, how many teachers do I know? It's like fraternizing with the enemy of my childhood. I guess that's what being a "grown-up" is all about. ;)
Of course, that probably makes people think I was a bad kid or something. As difficult as it is for Jacquie to believe, I was quite the goody-goody student. I never really got in trouble, got half-decent grades (except in math from Grade 5 onwards and science in high school -- oh yeah, and physical education ... but let's not go there), was actually very quiet in class and only rarely misstepped and ended up in detention.
However, from about Grade 4 until I finished high school, I really hated going to school. During my elementary school years, I think it was just because I didn't fit in very well and I always found schools to be so cold and lifeless -- kind of like churches, which I also hate going to. In high school, I had issues simply because the cliques had formed and I never really fell into one until halfway through my secondary education. High school was a miserable time. College kicked ass, though. I loved college. It probably had to do with the feeling of starting over, where nobody knew me and I could kind of re-make my image (it took some time, but I did it). I'm sure the fact that I was studying something I truly enjoyed and working toward a career also helped make me cheerful about formal education.
Still, I always looked forward to the last day of the school year. Today is Durham Region's last day.
Of course, that probably makes people think I was a bad kid or something. As difficult as it is for Jacquie to believe, I was quite the goody-goody student. I never really got in trouble, got half-decent grades (except in math from Grade 5 onwards and science in high school -- oh yeah, and physical education ... but let's not go there), was actually very quiet in class and only rarely misstepped and ended up in detention.
However, from about Grade 4 until I finished high school, I really hated going to school. During my elementary school years, I think it was just because I didn't fit in very well and I always found schools to be so cold and lifeless -- kind of like churches, which I also hate going to. In high school, I had issues simply because the cliques had formed and I never really fell into one until halfway through my secondary education. High school was a miserable time. College kicked ass, though. I loved college. It probably had to do with the feeling of starting over, where nobody knew me and I could kind of re-make my image (it took some time, but I did it). I'm sure the fact that I was studying something I truly enjoyed and working toward a career also helped make me cheerful about formal education.
Still, I always looked forward to the last day of the school year. Today is Durham Region's last day.
// posted by Chris @ 8:48 AM 
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