Pressure.

Thu, 11/07/2013 - 20:42 -- nhoov

A's. B's. C's.

The things that define us.

Not our faces;

Our personalities.

Test Scores:

They make or break us.

They show our worth.

But let's be real.

Who really cares?

A degree is a degree.

A manager doesn't care whether you graduated summa cum laude

and were the captain of the basketball team

that went to States

three years in a row.

So what?

Experiences and how we deal with them,

That's what defines us.

Overcoming an adversty,

Overcoming society,

That's what matters.

Why then,

are we,

as students,

being pressured to score the top grades on a test?

Isn't it more important that we LEARN 

and

GROW?

 

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