There are estimated to be seven commonly accepted types of intelligence. Our Education System is thought to measure only one.
Now almost 16 and in my GCSE year, I feel just as much hatred for the institution as ever before. My saving grace, the one motivation that drives me forwards, is the hope I have for a career in Neuroscience.
But I can’t help but think that if I wasn’t as strong willed and single minded as I am-and have nearly always been-that the education system would have failed me without a shadow of a doubt.
It happens to children every day. Not just your typical teenager who would rather be in bed watching Hollyoaks and drooling over the current-and quite frankly sickeningly cliché-boyband, but those with a much deeper outlook on the world surrounding them. It seems as if these children, some of which whom bring with them some of the greatest hope for the future, aren’t fulfilling their potential. But how can such powerful minds be victimised by a system that is supposedly in place to provoke and measure “intelligence”?
The answer is that the Education System is failing them. It is in place to moderate free thought, not to expand the realms of intellectualism. I have known and witnessed the brightest of minds critically mull over the solution to the refugee crisis, to have an active plan as to how we can reduce the pain and suffering of others, in addition to sustaining a thriving and relatively happy society. I have seen the young stars of tomorrow struggle to grow within a survival-of-the-most-acaedemic atmosphere whilst they read too much inbetween the lines, over analysing and missing the exam criteria.
It is these young ones, sometimes, who simply cannot comment on the structure of a triangle-and when they do, they’ve come to the wrong conclusion. They are intelligent-but immeasurably so. As a result, they fail their maths exam and are branded “stupid”: it’s the scholastic equivalent to the Hunger Games; only perhaps more brutal.
If I had a pound for each time a teacher has told me “not to overthink the question”, and to “dumb myself down”, I wouldn’t have the need to continue with mainstream education.
When they exclaim “be yourself!” in PSHCE lessons, they simply tell half the story: what they mean to say, but intentionally exclude, is the sentence that follows-“unless you are an individual”.
I walk the corridors, witnessing young women with obviously drawn scouse brows and covered three centimetres thick in foundation-and yet, when it comes to punishments, it is the girls who have a slightly different, quirky look about them that are on the receiving end of detentions. It is those with gothic-looking eyeliner, or streaks of pink in their hair: the reason being the fundemental fear of change that our society has the impulse to demonise, even if that change may bring with it a better and brighter future.
It is safety in the devil you know: and young minds should be taught to break free from that net. Instead, we worship the Satan that keeps our feet tied to the ground.
This silence of mind, this crushing of thought, contribute to the reasons why I love education-but hate school.
Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read this! I am completely open to comments about this topic, whether they’re in agreement or not :). Stay safe, my email is on my “about” page if anyone needs a listener. I’ll never judge.
Bea 🙂 x