A woman at work was complaining about having to take the afternoon off to go to her daughter’s primary school graduation.
I said, in all my work-world weariness, “Just tell your kid: By the time you’re thirty, you won’t remember a thing about your primary school graduation. It won’t matter any more. Look, I don’t remember mine at all, so that proves something.”
The news has been festered with kids’ high school entrance exam results and parents running around trying to get them into the better schools. Obviously the woman has had enough and don’t fancy yet another similarly-themed afternoon.
Later that night, I suddenly remembered why I don’t know anything about graduating from primary school –
I never did.
I never finished. I never went to 6th grade.
In all the hullabaloo of moving countries and switching schools, the fact that I completely missed 6th grade got lost amongst all my teachers, principals, school administrators, and of course my parents.
Sometimes, I’d like to think that I was ultra-smart. I jumped straight into high school from 5th grade! I must be some child genius!
Yet sometimes, I attribute my embarassingly poor math skills to all those missed classes. I’m convinced that they teach some super secret math shortcuts during that year, which is why I can’t calculate for shit.
I mean, really, what DO they teach in 6th grade?
But hey, I’ve grown up to be a (quite) functioning adult, so I couldn’t have missed that much. So kids, here’s the take home message (as they like to say in the corporate world):
1) Don’t listen to adults. They obviously have no idea what they’re talking about. (And go to your graduation. Chances are you’ll remember it better than if you didn’t.)
2) It’s fine to skip school. I’m living proof that you can skip an entire year of school and still turn out pretty decent. :)