Every morning I ask myself, why am I here? Why is school so important? Why am I learning this? Will I ever need to use this in life? Ever since I was 5 years old, ive been going to school. Every day, and every single year is the same. English, Math, Science, Social Studies, and an elective. Why is it that I was taught to graph a function, but never taught banking? Why is it that I only learn what I am told to learn, and later tested on it? My grades determine who I am as a student. I am ranked a number out of 351 and later compared to others. I am surrounded by different groups of people and teachers who enjoy watching their students stuggle. So I ask myself again, why am I here? The only reason I am here is to get a high school diploma, go to college, get a good job, and never live the hard life my parents once lived.
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