Education days

Education is always an important aspect of my life, it was in the past, still is and would be in the future. That idea played a vital role in making me what I am today. It always meant to me hard work - I really had to work hard to finish my study- I said work because I think education for  childrens is like a job they have to do.

             People in my country have a special opinion about education and well educated people always get respect and stand in a higher level than the rest. My family stressed the importance of education for me and my siblings.I was raised believing that to be a worthy person I had to get good education and if you did not get it I will turn in a loser that does not deserve respect or even to survive.

              I was stressed out since I started my first grade 20 years ago. I had to pass 5 years elementary learning and study hard to pass to middle school.Although elementary school  is the first step of education to any child.It was hard for me even in at that young age to enjoy it.It was similar to working HARD. 

I had many memories of me crying and fighting with my mother because she wanted me to study harder and not to fail in school. I passed that elementary school with many challenges and moved to middle school that lasted for another 3 years of hard work that took me to high school.

I was so nervous and so stressed out during Middle because I felt if I did could not get good grades in middle school. I would not get to the high school and switch over to a craft school which my mother did not like. She wanted me to get to high school because high school is the only kind of school that would allow me to get into college or University. Craft school was a lower education level that people looked down at on; unfortunately that is the education system in my country.

All the schools I went to were public schools.Teachers in those schools did not care about how much education and information the students got because of many reasons, for one the ministry of education did not give those teacher sufficient wages to survive, so most of them were involved in tutoring private classes to make ends meet. Schools became building without education while all private tutoring became the only venue for getting information from teachers.

It is a strange education system; for that my mother brought me private teachers which were not cheap and she paid them to help me get good grades. She did all that because she wanted me to go to college. I really appreciate what she did for me.

 I passed high school and got enough credit to put me in university studying Commerce.
Now I realize that it was not my personal problem rather it was my country devastated education system that stressed me out throughout my school years. No wonder with that much emphasis on education, my country still a third world country.