If we weren’t required to go to school anymore, would we miss it?
On January 6th, after reading “Superman and Me,” which addressed the importance of education within Native American communities, we had a class discussion. We began to debate whether people are born curious or grow to value education as they experience the world. As the discussion progressed, we questioned: if students weren’t required to go to school anymore, would they miss it?
The class was pretty divided on this issue, and I honestly wasn’t sure of my stance.
On the one hand, school is a stressful environment for many of us, not to mention the fact that it requires us to wake up before the sunrises five days a week. Still, it provides a routine, purpose, and when the immense levels of stress are removed from the equation, perhaps we would even enjoy learning.
Well, it’s been almost three weeks now, and from the Instagram posts, Snapchats, and text messages, I think that it’s pretty safe to say that we miss it.
For me, it’s the little things. I miss the way that Mrs. Strouse would always nag us to sign in for study hall. I miss Mr. Novak keeping us 3 minutes after the bell. Every. Single. Class. I miss real-life smiles and frowns. But more than anything, I miss seeing my friends every day. From hearing about one friend’s new Vans to hearing about another friend’s latest sketch assignments and everything in between, I miss it all.
In a weird sort of twisted way, this is a blessing. We’re juniors. We have one year left here, and that’s it. How lucky is it that we get a sneak peek at exactly what we’ll be leaving behind when we go off to college. With this knowledge, next year, I’ll be able to appreciate all of the little things a little bit more. When my friend’s face lights up as she talks about her new Vans, I’ll hold onto that moment just a little more, and if I’m lucky enough to get updated on next year’s sketch assignments, you can be sure that I’ll be all ears.
On January 6th, after reading “Superman and Me,” which addressed the importance of education within Native American communities, we had a class discussion. We began to debate whether people are born curious or grow to value education as they experience the world. As the discussion progressed, we questioned: if students weren’t required to go to school anymore, would they miss it?
The class was pretty divided on this issue, and I honestly wasn’t sure of my stance.
On the one hand, school is a stressful environment for many of us, not to mention the fact that it requires us to wake up before the sunrises five days a week. Still, it provides a routine, purpose, and when the immense levels of stress are removed from the equation, perhaps we would even enjoy learning.
Well, it’s been almost three weeks now, and from the Instagram posts, Snapchats, and text messages, I think that it’s pretty safe to say that we miss it.
For me, it’s the little things. I miss the way that Mrs. Strouse would always nag us to sign in for study hall. I miss Mr. Novak keeping us 3 minutes after the bell. Every. Single. Class. I miss real-life smiles and frowns. But more than anything, I miss seeing my friends every day. From hearing about one friend’s new Vans to hearing about another friend’s latest sketch assignments and everything in between, I miss it all.
In a weird sort of twisted way, this is a blessing. We’re juniors. We have one year left here, and that’s it. How lucky is it that we get a sneak peek at exactly what we’ll be leaving behind when we go off to college. With this knowledge, next year, I’ll be able to appreciate all of the little things a little bit more. When my friend’s face lights up as she talks about her new Vans, I’ll hold onto that moment just a little more, and if I’m lucky enough to get updated on next year’s sketch assignments, you can be sure that I’ll be all ears.
Things are scary right now, but nothing bad can last forever. Stay safe, everyone! :)
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