An Answer

Remember the question I asked yesterday? If no, go back and read that before coming back here. Read it? good. I have come up with an answer for my question. I think I will go the extra mile, and be the very best. This is not because I like work, nor is it due to wanting to be the very best. Heaven knows neither of those have been things I actively seek after. No, the reason I choose this is because I have seen the alternative.

I recall an experience from earlier this year, wherein a fellow student complained about they didn't enjoy their workload in a certain AP class, and asked when they would ever have to use the material in real life. This common complaint alone is enough to drive me over the edge. As a slight tangent, I will give my answer to this complaint as well. No, you will never use calculus in real life. you will probably never have to work with electrochemistry, nor list the rhetoric devices an author uses. A football player never has to lift weights during a game, run laps, or do push-ups. The reason behind both is the same. These classes are not going to translate directly into your job, but it's mental conditioning, mental conditioning that anybody complaining about chose to do themselves. Every time I hear this complaint, I resist the urge to go to the instigator's house and step on their plants.

But I digress. The remainder of this fool's speech explained how he, tired of the work, was just going to "have fun" on the unit final, and not prepare in the slightest for it. He blamed the course for not being well-adjusted toward his needs, and began to criticize its ineffectiveness. It was at this point my brain had to tell my hands, "No, hands. You can't strangle people and not be held legally culpable." Again, my argument against this. I have sat within the same room as this kid for at least 4 years of our educatory lives. The straw that broke the camel's back is the way he consistently played the blame game. He couldn't perform, but it wasn't HIS fault, no. It was the fault of the teacher for yelling at him to wake up in class, or of the kid next to him who wouldn't share his notes.

The problem with sponge learning is that it works fine for a while, the minute things get hard, sponges turn their back and give up. They sit there, silently asking for the pity of everyone around them, because the big bad system is so hard to fight. I chose to become the best because I have grown to hate the alternative.