For the next few weeks I won’t have time to write anything because I have to study for my exams so I asked all of you to write something about studying for my guest post challenge. The challenge is still on, you can write about anything that comes to your mind and is related to studying/learning; it can be fictional or non-fictional. I don’t have anything special in mind but I’m sure that’s not a problem for you guys. I know how talented my readers are and how unlimited your imagination is.
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Today’s guest is Rebecca:
Hi! I'm Rebecca. Nice to "meet" you. I live in the UK and I blog over at Making Memories :) I think this is such a cool topic to talk about so thank you Starlight for letting me share.
When I was a teenage I reached a plateau with school. I was done with it. I hated getting up for school, the homework was pointless and I had much better things to do with my time. My Mum says I had reached a stage of rebellion and looking back she was probably right. My Dad always used to say to me something his father (my grandfather) passed down to him.
"Education is what survives when what has been learned has been forgotten. B. F. Skinner"
When I was 15 it was a load of mumbo jumbo but now I am 22 and think it is so so true! Studying is boring and I bet the majority of what I learnt at school has been long forgotten. Yet, there are some things that have stayed with me. I would not be a nurse today without my education, without my relentless studying and hours put in.
We all have to do things we don't want to do and for me, studying was one of them. When I was 15/16 I realised I wanted to be nurse but I knew in order to get there I had to read books (thousands of books), sit exams and take practicals. In order to do that I had to sacrifice. I had to neglect my friends and family for a bit. I had to neglect my blog. I even neglected myself at times and made myself ill. I won't say it was completely worth it but it had to be done and it got me to where I am today.
Since finishing university last year I have just been enjoying my job. I have not had to do any essays or big projects, it's been bliss. However, there is a small part of me that does sort of miss it. From the age of 15 to 21 all I ever knew was study this and study that. It became a part of my routine and essentially what helped pave the way for my career to start. Studying hard (but not necessarily enjoying it all the time) has made me a more determined person. It has made me work harder to reap the rewards. It's an amazing feeling when you get that grade or recognition for all your hard work! I am not just talking about studying books and literature. I am also talking about how it is important to study and analyse ourselves and our own behaviours. I have a friend who says "I haven't studied a day in my life" but he has. He just hasn't utilised what he has learnt in life so far to help him.
Ultimately, my Dad and Grandfather were right. I hate to admit they were right sometimes but they are. Education is what survives. I wouldn't be a nurse without it. Women wouldn't be mothers without it. Some of the most influential people in the world wouldn't be famous without it. The list is literally endless. You wouldn't be you without it. It has made me realise that we can learn a thousand things but really educating ourselves in what we love or to gain a better understanding is vital to our soul.
It's never too late to study. Whatever we plough our heart and efforts into always makes reaching and crossing that finish line more worth it. It just took me 7 years to realise that...which is okay.
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