In the years when I was forced to consume the mandatory blessings of the Prussian system, a common occurrence was teachers constantly blowing up at the class, with the common theme of blaming our unruly behavior on how our parents hadn't taught us how to behave. In turn, it's my understanding that my parents weren't the only parents who believed that to be the teachers' job.
Neither side seemed to realize that they were setting an example with their behavior; nor acknowledge that we were actual conscious human beings who are choosing our behaviors in response to our environment, and were we to be presented with any remotely convincing reason to shut up and listen, why, we would've gladly done so!
And of course the only reason teachers could ever muster was threats of scarier teachers or the headmaster or expulsion. Which usually worked for about a minute, threats of violence not being particularly interesting. Especially as it turned out how the new, sterner teachers actually cared to teach us stuff; the evil Director turned out to be a nice intelligent lady who was totally fed up with herding "credentialed experts" in shrill schoolmarming; and expulsion would've been the path to salvation, were it not for the parents who feared it like the devil.
To think how good-faith we were as kids, and how ridiculously did society fail so many of us. Our only responsibilities as such were to inform our parents of the frequent irregular parent-teacher conferences which were mainly teachers begging for money and complaining about our behavior and, and twice a year have the teachers sign a note confirming that we were going to school, so the parents could claim some form of welfare payment.
Therefore, we had to learn it all from TV, CS1.6, GTA and later PornHub. Now we're in the White House -- or in the trenches by Kharkiv.
In the years when I was forced to consume the mandatory blessings of the Prussian system, a common occurrence was teachers constantly blowing up at the class, with the common theme of blaming our unruly behavior on how our parents hadn't taught us how to behave. In turn, it's my understanding that my parents weren't the only parents who believed that to be the teachers' job.
Neither side seemed to realize that they were setting an example with their behavior; nor acknowledge that we were actual conscious human beings who are choosing our behaviors in response to our environment, and were we to be presented with any remotely convincing reason to shut up and listen, why, we would've gladly done so!
And of course the only reason teachers could ever muster was threats of scarier teachers or the headmaster or expulsion. Which usually worked for about a minute, threats of violence not being particularly interesting. Especially as it turned out how the new, sterner teachers actually cared to teach us stuff; the evil Director turned out to be a nice intelligent lady who was totally fed up with herding "credentialed experts" in shrill schoolmarming; and expulsion would've been the path to salvation, were it not for the parents who feared it like the devil.
To think how good-faith we were as kids, and how ridiculously did society fail so many of us. Our only responsibilities as such were to inform our parents of the frequent irregular parent-teacher conferences which were mainly teachers begging for money and complaining about our behavior and, and twice a year have the teachers sign a note confirming that we were going to school, so the parents could claim some form of welfare payment.
Therefore, we had to learn it all from TV, CS1.6, GTA and later PornHub. Now we're in the White House -- or in the trenches by Kharkiv.