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I hated school, I hated school. 
And I didn't realize why. I thought I was…I was, I thought there was
something wrong with me for hating school, for not being able to deal
with school. At the time it was ingrained in me
that school was: if you're not successful in school,
you're not going to be successful in life.
And the hierarchy with the subjects at school, like the arts are given
no credence. And if they are, it's false credence.
So, I look back on it and and I'm angry.
I'm angry about it because, you know, there might be a brilliant ballerina
somewhere in school who's being forced to do maths,
and she sees it difficult. But if she's just allowed to express
whatever gifts she has to offer then she would be
happy and then she could make hundreds of thousands
of other people joyous for a couple of hours per night.