My hate for school not for teachers
I believe it’s for school only
Let’s go back to my school days when I was a cute little kid and I used to hate school more than anything in this world.
But the fun part is that I knew that I had to go to school to make things work for myself.
At that age, Imagine a 7-year-old kid who is smart enough to understand all of it.
I knew from day one that I’m doing it for myself and not for anyone else.
But it’s worth mentioning here that I hated to study. Waking up early every day for school is hard for a kid like me. It was a traumatic experience.
As a child, people, society and you don’t expect yourself to be sensible and mature. But I was a smart kid. A sensible one!!
I didn’t misbehave with any of my teachers despite my hate for the school. I never got first in any class and that was disheartening for me. I felt inferior to my fellow students.
Sometimes your teachers play favoritism. Other times, you’re disappointed in yourself. So, you don’t try hard enough.
I don’t know how to explain it. Ironically, I don’t have a clear memory of the things that played an essential role in shaping me as an adult.
We, humans, are blessed this way. We remember things but we cannot feel the same emotions again.
In my 8th grade, one teacher of mine used to target me. She didn’t like me. I had no idea of her disliking me. Until a fine day, I saw clear evidence. She disrespected me in the playground in front of the whole class without a reason.
What you can do as a student. But one thing is pretty clear, I don’t like her.
This incident has resided in my heart for a long period, almost 3 years. Then, I choose to leave it for my own good.
Now I don’t have any emotion related to it: vague or clear.
The point of saying this is that you can detach yourself from the things if you want to.
