Lessons from School

My college starts in two weeks, and that’s a really absurd feeling. And yes, by absurd I mean anxious+excited+nostalgic+happy+creeped+relieved. At the biggest moments in your life, when you can sense that change is right around the corner, you tend to look back and assess the damages. What has been my life so far? How many people did I hurt? (Did they totally deserve it xD) Have I changed? Learnt anything ?

As children, we spend most of our lives at school. The classroom whose walls bear (along with cracks, of course) our scribbled drawings and footprints and the mark where someone accidentally splattered paint. The desks where the romantic couple scrawls S+P or T+A in a little heart, and the blackboard- Countless hours spent staring at the blackboard, memorizing every little nook and corner to avoid reading what’s actually been written.

It makes you wonder, doesn’t it? Because to me it feels that all my life, I’ve studied for a test, written it and forgotten everything xD (It’s not just me, go refer: Teenager Post) And looking back, it all seems so arbitrary. I could once recite the periodic table in my sleep, and now. Okay lemme try. Hydrogen Helium Lithium Beryllium Boron Oxygen (??) Carbon Fluorine…Okay, so I muddled up. But at this point, I can tell you all of Fayol’s principles of management without batting an eyelid. I can tell you about how inflation affects the GDP and how money printed abundantly without caution can kill an economy.

It changes. And maybe, if I stopped studying this for a year, I’d forget these too. Which begs the question, what did we REALLY learn from school.

Things I learnt from school:

1) My ABCDs: Okay, so maybe that came in handy.

And the number system and basic addition and multiplication that helps when you calculate the change you need to receive from the auto driver. πŸ˜›

2) Fractions: I can now divide a cake between my 4 friends fairly. [I get 4/5th and they each get a third of the remaining one fifth πŸ˜‰ ]

3) The Punctuation Marks. They come in very handy for emoticons. πŸ™‚ ._. ;_; 😐 heheh.

4) Defending yourself to a teacher will ALWAYS be construed as answering back, and shall ALWAYS send you out the classroom.

5) Nobody goes to the school restroom to pee.

6) That the best memories you make are the ones that get made when you have absolutely no clue you’re making them.

7) #justindianschoolthings Classes aren’t classes, they are fish markets.

8) Lunch breaks are never long enough, and if you’re with your best friends, you rarely eat your own food. It’s a picnic, m8.

9) My school taught me that age didn’t matter for friendship. Well, actually while I learnt this AT my school, it had little in actually teaching it to me, but. We have friends of all ages. In fact, one second grader named Meher actually considers me her older sister ^.^ Watching her and the other kids run to us from the end of the quadrangle is a lovely feeling, because kids love you for who you are. They don’t judge you, they’re just glaringly honest.

10) That you make the best friends of a lifetime at this place. That the classes I’ve bunked were worthwhile because the real lessons were taught outside the classroom. You get defeated and broken a million times, you fail in several tests, you are the social reject…these are challenges you learn to overcome in high school.

When we graduated, our entire batch stood on the stage, holding candles in our hand in a dimmed room. We Β were all dressed differently, in shining and elegant and gorgeous saris and crisp, handsome suits. And yet, in the dark, holding the candles, the parents pride reflected in our glimmering eyes- we all looked the same. We all looked hopeful.

And so take it from me, school-goers. It’sΒ okay to bunk a class to go watch a movie with a friend. It’s also okay to sit in the front row of the algebra class, hand poised to shoot up to ask questions. Because there’s no perfect example of how high school should be. High school is simply what you make of it.