I'll start off with this...
I hate school.
There. I said it. I actually feel a little better now that I've just vented that. Actually, since saying it was so relieving, I think I'll elaborate a little on the subject.
I am personally not a big fan of homework. I think that's the whole problem with school. I think students would love going to school if they didn't have to worry about turning in incomplete homework or just not turning in any homework at all. I mean, let's face it: we don't like sitting for 8 hours everyday listening to and doing pointless paperwork for bogus teachers who care less about how we're going to die when our parents see the D we have on our PAP Algebra 2 exam, only to find out that in half of our classes the man/lady decided that it was necessary for us to do more work at home during our remaining 5 or 6 hours of the day.
Seriously, though, the average adult doesn't bring home their actual job to finish during their free time everyday. Sure maybe they talk about it or bring something home every now and then, but not every stinkin' day. That would be stupid. Right? Right.
So, I think school is dumb because we have homework. That's why. Not because of bullies or mean teachers or gross food at lunch or too many rules or something, but pretty much just because we have to do 15 algebra problems in math, write about 20 dead people in history, answer 50 questions about Julius Caesar in English, do a confusing packet in science, and copy 25 Spanish vocabulary terms from the text book to a spiral notebook, it seems like, every time you turn around. And what really bothers me is that some teachers have the nerve to give me that much on a Wednesday night. Just in case you haven't noticed, I'm a little busy on Wednesday nights. I got some praisin' to take care of that night of the week.
Pretty much my current homework status is that I have 16 really extensive problems in PAP ALgebra 2 (because Mr. Dare thought we needed some math to hold us over incase it snowed), 18 questions in PAP World History (because Ms. Manees thought we needed some busy work to hold us over incase it snowed), All-State choir music that needs to be learned for the postponed tryouts since it snowed Friday, and some Science Fair work to do for PAP Biology. (I haven't started on any of it yet....)
Lord, help me not fail math. Mr. Dare says in order to do well in his class we need to study 30 minutes everyday. I don't like that. That is boring and truly a waste of my time, considering that I don't even remember what we talked about a week ago in his class. But whatever....
I can't wait for 2009, and then for 2013. NO MORE HOMEWORK! WOO HOO!
Ummm.... I guess I've ran out of words to complain. Sorry for my negativity. Have a great week!? Uhhh....
Okay, bye.
1 comment:
Okay, I'm really surprised that no one has commented yet on your latest...
T., I really appreciate your honesty. Of course, it's your blog and if you can't be real on your own blog, then what's the point right?
Now for a little bit of perspective...here's a glimpse into my life. No, I don't have "homework" anymore, but when I get home from my job I sometimes wish I could still be doing more of what I do during the day. (In case you haven't caught on, I really love what I do!) Instead, I may run a couple of errands, get home to put dinner on the stove, throw in a couple of loads of laundry, and then sit down to help my son with his homework (no, I don't like homework much, either). After dinner and cleaning up the kitchen and folding laundry I may write out some bills, balance the checkbook, or catch up on some growth reading. Occasionally, I'll sit down with my family and watch a little TV. Bedtime comes before you know it.
I've said all that to say: there are always going to be things in life that we don't enjoy doing that much. And there are going to be things that we enjoy doing a lot. But enjoyment is not the whole point. If we can learn and grow through our experiences, and try to keep a good attitude, who we become through all of that will be worth whatever we have to go through to get there.
Okay, sorry for all the deep thoughts...love ya, T. Hill. Hope you don't have a lot of homework this Wednesday.
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