I understand that many people on SnipeMe who write guest rants write very angrily and passionately about the injustices towards them or their friends or the youth altogether. Well, I can say that I'm not very angry when I write this, but I am passionate about what I will say, and I am passionate about these injustices I write about here, towards the youth.
See, what started my thoughts on this whole thing was a death. At my school, a math teacher died, I never had this particular teacher, but I knew about what people thought about him.
I understand that many of the students who had him said that this teacher (who I will now refer to as "Mr. A" from now on) truly cared about the student, not just their grades, but the students themselves and their learning experience. Mr. A, from what I have heard from his students, gave his all for his students, and in turn, not only was a truly remarkable human being, but a phenomenal math teacher. As I say, I never had Mr. A as a teacher myself, but it's entirely possible that Mr. A was one of those rare teachers, whose students look forward to their classes.
After the service they had at my school in his memory, I started to think to myself. I asked "How many teachers out there in the world are like that?"
I wondered about how many possible teachers there are who have students who can honestly say that the teachers truly care about them and not their grades.
I wondered about how many teachers there are whose classes are looked forward to by students because those classes are where their love of learning and childlike wonder are aroused from a deep stupor.
I would say that there are too few.
Not all teachers are like what Mr. A was like. They DON'T inspire learning; they DON'T arouse wonder from their students. I'm not saying there aren't any who truly are wonderful teachers; I'm saying there are too few of them.
Because of this, our school system is failing my fellow classmates around the world, and your children, and your grandchildren. A great number of teachers out there aren't like Mr. A.
We have teachers who can't even teacht he subject they are supposed to teach, screwing the kids in their classes. Those students can't even pass the little tests in school! If they can't do that, the real world will end up crushing those students in the future!
We have teachers who are biased to the point of absurdity. I know about many teachers who penalize students they don't like simply because they don't like them. I know for a fact, that there are some teachers who just ruin the GPAs of students because of the student's gender, race, habits, anything!
We have teachers who go on havign sex with their students, taking advantage of the teenage hormones raging around just so they can get some as. If they are discovered, they risk jail, and the student will probably end up being humiliated in front of millions and millions of people nationwide!
But what is worse than anything, is that we have teachers who end up doing more damage to the minds of all their students rather than good. They destroy any hope of individuality that the student may have. They can end up destroying the dreams of whatever kids are out there.
At this point, I would ask the reader to indulge me in one of my digressions about some of my personal experiences on the matter.
I'm going to start from the very first day of kindergarten. I do remember that dear very clearly. I was at my elementary school. I was eager to start school. I wanted to learn. I had a fascination about the world that is very common among young children, and I wanted to go to school so I can learn about what had fascinated me most.
For me, my childhood fascination was in Astronomy. I am told that my fascination of the stars and of outer space was kindled since my preschool years, in which case, my childhood dream was even older than my own living memory. I yearned to know more. I've read all the books I can on the subject, and maybe the school can help me realize my ambition to become an Astronomer!
Do you want to know how the school helped me realize those dreams?
I could tell you about how I learned everything I could. I could tell you about how I grew as a person in school. I could tell you about how school set me up to be able to realize my dreams. I could talk about how my fascination in Astronomy was nurtured year by year and truly grew into knowedge in that subject area.
Alas, I would be lying if I told you about what I had said I could talk about.
The truth is, my love for Astronomy withered and died. If I could go back through each day of school for the past 10 years, I can tell you with a fairly high level of certainty that I never had a single lesson in Astronomy. I was never given a chance to bolster my self taught knowledge about that subject.
It would be more than 10 years after my first day in Kindergarten before I could even fit taking a class in Astronomy, and even then, I can't take the class even now, because simply put, it wouldjn't be feasible due to personal educational circumstances.
In short, the public school system failed me, as it is undoubtedly failing many other students in not just the United States, but I probably say, the world.
School never rekindled that desire for learning. I have rarely felt the kindling of wonder that Mr. A was probably instilling into his students. Rather than stimulating my desire to learn like I had when I was little, I equated learning with drudgery.
Subconsciously, after years of school, learning meant sitting 50 minutes in one desk, move to another place, and repeat the cycle again
School should never EVER do that. Schools are a place where children are supposed to realize their dreams. Instead, schools set people up for soul crushing jobs and a life of mediocrity! We are all told to strive for excellence, but unfortunately, very few people ever do.
Schools fail us because there aren't enough teachers who truly care. There aren't enough of the "Great Teachers" that we need so desperately.
If we were able to make it so that each student was able to keep their sense of wonder, wouldn't there be more people happier in their lives?
Rather than lament about how teenagers are getting into trouble, shouldn't we focus more on working together to help them reach for the stars? Don't the parents out there owe it to their kids to help them reach their dreams?
Well, I've rambled on about a whole bunch of stuff. I've said my fair share, but just talking gets the world no where. I've said what I could, and I suppose its up to you to decide what happens here on out.