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The System


This system is like a Ford decelerating on the freeway I mean it'll get you somewhere but not as fast of efficient is that okay? I mean all the other cars have already sped up and it's quite a shame for us to drive something so automatic yet we're still so far right-laned. America is always late to the big screen and eventually our locks will hold but the vehicle will break down and you can't exactly walk out of a drive in. School sucks and we all know it. And we're probably not frustrated at the school itself but fed up with the bad teaching and useless materials we learn and I melt Into silver because if silence was golden, I wouldn't want too much Gucci anyways. Who the hell is ever ecstatic to study mathematics and memorize quadratics of the square root of no one gives a heck? Because they base our intelligence on standardized tests and how many AP classes we take. Instead of looking at our inner strengths, like critical thinking, logic, or how many friends we make. You can try to ignite the fire to our excitement for reading but all you've got left with? Spark notes And if the teacher's lessons in class were so terrible you feel immune to, it's pretty sad when you comprehend the whole concept off of YouTube. I mean we all go ham, while they're all expired bologna And what do we do when the bread and cheese is in our reach but teachers can't teach? And the competition level is so high, there's almost no time to rest. The compiling homework, our own life struggles and personal responsibilities, no wonder why we're all so stressed. The school asked me to take geometry because they expect me to calculate the area of tall buildings They asked me to take history because I'm totally going to go back to Vietnam and tell my folks about their own war. They ask me to take a language class but I'm already bilingual I speak the truth too. So why don't we have classes that actually affect the real world? Let's have a class devoted to studying the journey of successful business men or Let's have a class on public speaking, or how to properly deal with ignorant jerks Let's have a class on exploring career choices for our own future work. Don't get me wrong, I want to be in school because I can meet friends and learn but I'm getting more heated than my usual 98.6 degrees call it a heat burn I'm slowly melting and I'm thirsty for change, and you can leave no child behind but most of us are already falling down because we are all not "college level" quite yet, and I'm quite upset. So the real question is, should we abolish this system or remodel it? Should we start to occupy, or should we just ignore it? We need a plan B, a route 66, a rainbow road towards a better future because I'm tired of waking up to teachers who don't care I'm tired of having being stressed and depressed about my workloads I'm tired of having math teachers with thick accents And I'm tired of being tired of this poor system.
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