my intelligence is not defined by a number, nor a letter. nor should I be graded on a curve by people who don’t know me. What does knowing the pythagorean theorem have to do with me being a good person? what will memorizing words on a page help me with my rage raging about how education has become this conveyor belt chewing up and spitting out society’s warped up idea of intelligence. Throw me in a classroom with twenty-something students just to tell me I’m better than him but not as smart as her teachers saturating our brains with force fed textbook equations telling us this is what we have to know to make it “make it on time”, they say “Passing it in late is not okay” but when I am eventually thrown out of this conveyor belt of education the realization will be that life does not have a set schedule. my life will not change on time, as you ask I cannot cram my creativity onto a five-paragraph piece of paper. I cannot crunch my knowledge down onto six pages about who I am Don’t give me guidelines my future does not have guidelines you think you’re teaching us information but in reality, you’re teaching us around the system of how to get a passing grade but not the exceeding knowledge knowledge about what? Our history? what about our future? We can’t learn about our future by staring at a blackboard in a dim-lit room with twenty-something other people wondering what the hell we’re doing here but being too scared to stand up and ask.
A collaboration between my friend and I, this is what we came out with