| After an extremely long break,
I've decided to add a chapter onto my short book about life in high school.
Please enjoy.
Chapter
5: "I don't even know how to spell academic"
High school education. Something that
today, is very powerful and useful for our future. Something can change our
future for sure. I have no argument against that. But really, how important is
it to us, and how important is it to others? Unfortunately, at Clear Lake High
School, it defines you. Defines you. I say this because I've realized
something over the past years, and I never really got it all pieced together
until now. The majority of students who take AP or Pre-AP classes do it so
other students wont think they are idiots. To me, that is flat out ridiculous.
We've wrapped ourselves into such an insecure environment at our school that we
need these things to show others what we are about. We need to show others we
can make it in this world. We need to show others that we can be just as
successful as the next guy. That is flat out sick. Some people will not take
someone else seriously if they are not in advanced classes. Like it affects our
whole lives or something. My father went to Sam Houston State University for a
college education. In NO WAY am I ashamed of him for that, because he has
taught me that the classes you take in high school don’t make you out to be
anything more or less than who you will be when you are 50. Because at that
age, you wont be hiding behind anything, nor will you be flaunting calculus
textbooks, nor will you be asking your friends what they got on the APUSH test.
You will have a house, maybe a family, and you wont really think about the
shallow satisfaction that you experienced when you got a higher grade than the
kid sitting next to you in physics. Students at Clear Lake High School really
need to grow up, mature, and maybe have some decency for each other, or just
enough not to judge each other on a freaking number. A NUMBER. A number. You
make the choice. The choices of whether or not you will let a set of numbers
define you as well as your peers.
Ben Muths
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