Education

     The concept of education has in fact been pondered by an endless variety of minds, each yearning to uncover the intrinsic, concrete explanation for it. Yet I personally believe there is none, but rather an endless list of interpretations, in coincidence with the interpreter themselves. Therefore my own perception of education is one, simply in which time is passing by and life is being lived. I find every moment, in its entirety, to be providing to ones education. Therefore I must unarguably state that our schools, or any schools for that matter do provide an education. The magnitude, however, cannot be measured, as I find such generalizations too broad to be labeled as more or less effective than their counterparts. Rather, it is they as a whole that add up to the total knowledge one attains throughout a lifetime. 
      The education attained in school is not one of math, English, history, science; it is rather ones perception of the overall experience of it. It is the way in which one takes in such forced information, the way one interacts with students and teachers, how one perceives labels and grades presented, how one responds to the concept of time being applied to their everyday lives, the way one comprehends the act of doing tasks without desire, inflicting out of themselves ideas and words which are inexistent, merely to complete an assignment that is due the next day. I do, ironically, believe in the ability of schools to cause one to think and question, to gain a sense of others and the varying mentalities of human nature. And this I do view as education, but doubt that it is largely different from or superior to experiences attained elsewhere. It is at this point where I question the forced nature of schools, and believe that education, in the context of my perceptions, can be acquired anywhere. Yet I queerly believe as well, that it is this forced nature that does contribute, in a sense, to ones education, as it leads them to wonder, why.