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Things I Forgot In School – for ‘Inspiration Monday’

This prompt from ‘Inspiration Monday’ got me thinking. It made me think of our schools and our children’s education – something close to my heart. The prompt is, ‘Things I forgot in school.’

Things I Forgot In School

At 5 years old
I was a master of many things.
From a starting point of helplessness
I learned to crawl and investigate, then to
walk, run, climb and dance,
nothing could stop me.
The world was full
of adventure and explorations.
As I  gurgled and dribbled
I listened and learnt the magic of words.
The many thousands I collected
allowed me to express my thoughts and feelings,
my hopes and dreams.
They enabled me to create extraordinary worlds
where anything was possible.
From the starting point of basic needs
dominating my mind
I developed into a creative genius.
I could do anything.
My masterpieces covered the walls
and the kitchen fridge.
Given an empty box
my imagination would transform it
into a secret den
or a fantastic spaceship.
Then I went to school.
A place of learning
designed to stifle my mind.
I was encouraged to stop thinking for myself,
to let my betters do it for me.
To conform and  fit in.
To speak only when spoken to.
To walk not to run,
to follow the rules
and not think outside the box.
My success was measured
in what I could remember
and not in what I wanted to find out.
Daring to be different,
to want to explore,
to dance,
to sing,
to be  creative
could not be measured
and was therefore of no value.
I sometimes wonder,
if I’ll ever get back the,
things I have forgotten in school?



13 thoughts on “Things I Forgot In School – for ‘Inspiration Monday’

    1. Thanks for your comment.
      I once read this statement from a chap called Tom Peters a great US management guru
      “If it ‘aint broke, break it!”
      A great philosophy to live by.


    1. Thanks for your comments.
      I know what you mean – if I really got started on the state of our education system I wouldn’t stop until somebody snatched my soap box away!


  1. I really like this, a lot. As it made me think of my own creative urges and if I felt school hindered or helped. I guess I was lucky, in that I had teachers right along the way that encouraged me or did not prevent from doing what I lived to do. I did not always get the best advise but in the most part it with good intention. I know once I got into high school I only sought out what was of interest to me. I would have to say I did learn a lot, mostly because I applied it to suit me (as most creative people do).

    Am so glad Indigo Spider kicked me in the chins and directed me to get here and give your shtufffs a read.


    1. Thanks for dropping by.
      I’m glad you enjoyed what you found and I’m grateful to Indigo Spider for directing you my way.
      As someone who worked in education my whole life I had the privilege of working with some truly great teachers – our problem was the constraints that politicians and bureaucrats put on those teachers.


      1. Most of us I think, teach ourselves as we shuffle through life. Though one moment in ‘the education of Hudson’ will always standout as testament to those who educate. The very end of my final year at the first Art College I attended, one of the instructors ushered me into a room, flicked off the lights and proceeded to flash a series of images on the screen. Before me were all the artworks that had transpired over the course of my three years in a experimental creative environment. The twist, well, it really wasn’t my ‘shtufffs’ it was his. All of it was his student works done at the University of Arizona years prior. Never once had he ever remotely made reference to the similarities, Instead he sat back, did his job. As an educator, am sure you know what this moment meant to him and to me, rewarding for both of us -a true mentor he was.


    1. Thank you for your kind words Patti.
      As I said in reply to a previous comment, there are many great teachers around being hampered by an archaic education system.


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