When it comes to education, we disregard the question to why it’s so valuable. “Excitement, thrill, apprehension and all those human emotions were governing me as they do to every other individual who enters an unknown environment.” Isn’t this what education should feel like? I mean to be completely honest, the word ‘education’ screeches at my ears. The depth of the word just doesn’t spark anymore. It’s as if, the purpose has turned into a limitation rather than this wondrous life fulfilment of joy and knowledge. In my opinion, an education may come from any single life experience that changes how one perceives future experiences, and sometimes groups of those experiences. It’s a lesson that can be taught anywhere. Not in a compact white room decorated with petty class-work forced out of an individual. Education is an important human activity, born with the birth of the human race and shall continue to function as long as the human race lives. If this is the case, are we not somehow attained by this outlook of the world’s perception on life? Surely we can choose what to experience or not. And if THIS is the case is our society, our community and civilisation stating that without education, man is a splendid slave, reasoning savage. What is this? The creativity of the mind should never have to compete with the stereotypical term of systematic instruction. The definition itself contradicts the belief we have of it.
Yet frankly, in the modern world, this is conceived as a form of inspiration. If I would conclude my approach to education right now, at this very minute, I’d come up with nothing but witty phrases to sum up my life of change and joy. When truth meets reality, two completely different contradicting issues, nothing but argumental war begins. One may argue that education teaches us what we live for and the struggles we are yet to face and how it cultivates an integrated life. By so doing, it gives significance of life. How does having the