What did you want to be when you grew up?

I certainly did not want to be an office worker. I asked kids this question all the time and most of them want to be characters and heroes that they can relate to. Superman and spiderman are big among them and after some probing they often reveal that they are drawn to them because ultimately they want to help people and not have them be scared. Isn’t that noble? SO why is there such a big gap between our childhood idealism and adult drudgery?

What is the responsibility of education in shaping the future we live in? How come our imaginations get tightly tucked away in a box we visit every now and then when we reminisce. At what stage do dreams give way to the practical reality of ‘getting stuff done’. Wouldn’t we be a better society if buying a car or the new Kate Spade bag wasn’t the things we replaced being superman with?

Testing – there has got to be a different answer to what and how we educate the future generations. We don’t need more machines, we need communities of people. Education needs funding and teachers need to be appreciated for the hard work they do.

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3 thoughts on “What did you want to be when you grew up?

  1. I liked this post – especially the last sentence that ” Education needs funding & teachers need to be appreciated for the hard work they do. ” To add, teachers are the one who creates all skillful professionals !

  2. Compensate good teachers well, and you will have better results. Not only do they have professional responsibilities, they also nurture children. Provide hospitiable environments, for both student and teacher!

    Remember: nothing good is cheap, and nothing cheap is good!

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