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Educational systems Vs Knowledge (Draft 1)

The way the educational systems make us feel obliged to learn, or we'll be nothing in the society, doesn't let us feel the beauty of knowledge and striving for it. We go to colleges and schools because we have to, not because we are starving to learn something new. We are forced to go only to have a good future, job and mainly fortune, not because we want to do what we love so that we can make a living out of it. It's like the educational systems and countries' currency building our futures instead of our tendencies. People choose to study what they don't like because it will ensure a better job or salary. You never know, and you'd never really learn something you don't like.
Adding to this, the amount of information and details we study is huge and useless. We waste the time of our lives to learn too many things that we get rid of after we sit for the exams. I mean, think of it. 12 years in school and 4-7 years in college. That's a lot, really and you rarely use what you learn. Don't tell me that I should learn the basis. Technology is taking fast paths and basis are useless and pointless. If you want me to invent and be creative, don't give me what I won't be able to use.
I have studied French in elementary and middle school. I was obliged to take French as a foreign language although I like Spanish more. And now, I am at my Freshman year and I can barely remember a French word. I would have LOVED to learn Spanish instead, and I would have gotten those good feelings of knowledge. I want to know and I am willing to accept, but give me what I want to know. Teach me how to read and write and leave me to choose. Books are there, therefore information. I will grasp what I want, and I will never forget it because I will feel the light myself as I learn it with love, not obligations.

Also, how colleges define class/superiority now, and studying one of the hardest science majors make you better than the others who are studying arts major. It's not about easy or difficult, it's not about science or arts, it's not about smart or normal. It's unfair because so many talents are gone wasted because of those traditions or false beliefs in the society. What if that student who goes Engineering/Medicine school has a good talent in writing or any other activity? He has to watch his talent dissolving in the closed minded beliefs of the society just because being an engineer would make him better? And the funny thing is that some parents force their kids to go to a college they don't like just so they could be proud in front of friends and relatives about it. It's heartbreaking.

To each and every student taking his academic life so seriously, don't. Do whatever you love and learn. I am not telling you to throw away studies, but chill a bit because there are many other ways and it's not the end of the world. Even if it is, we are all going to die and class or greatness won't be a race. It's not no either. There are much you can do; there are more books to read, more streets to wander around, more skies to set as your limit, more music to discover, more oceans to cross, more seas to dive, more faces to meet and more places to visit. In everything you do, you learn. In every place you set your feet into, you know more. In every book you read, you will find all what you need and more.

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