I fought with my parents today. I mean… I raised my voice in anger. The reason is they don’t understand me. They say they know what’s right for me.
But when I talk, they don’t want to listen.
As soon as I disagree with them, they shut me off and move on about how I’m wasting my life.
The premise for the argument today was University. I tried explaining how useless my college was, and almost every other college in Bahrain, but they typically retort with the clichéd response of how a piece of paper with the college’s stamp will dictate my future.
Shopping, society will tell you, will cure all your problems. Even if you have everything you already need. They’ll encourage you to have more. Even if you don’t have the means to buy more, they’ll encourage you to take a loan. And when you borrow yourself into unnecessary trouble, society, in the end, will be the beneficiary. Not you.
Okay maybe shopping isn’t an appropriate allegory; after all, University is an educational institution that garners the mental growth of an individual. But imagine a capitalist country, where educational institutions (or any institution for that matter) are rarely regulated. Where the government itself is not regulated, and business men are free to reign, albeit aligned with the government’s incompetence.
That’s right, you’ll have a zoo. Anyone can predict a grim future for you when that’s the case.
Even at a zoo, you can buy the tickets at the entrance, be given a guide to the diverse spectacle and even request the assistance of a tour from the zoo keepers. You can expect to learn a thing or two about the animal kingdom before you head out.
Whilst at Kingdom University, that has grown a widely respected reputation in the Kingdom of Bahrain, you have to fight your way through the crowds of registering masses, run-around to locate a professor during semesters and finally be informed that a particular class has been cancelled due to the lack of the number of registering students for the section. Talk about capitalism at play.
But I’ll have to admit, I’ve learned something because for what its worth, KU has cemented in me the wavering idea of trusting my conscience.
But when I talk, they don’t want to listen.
But when I talk, they don’t want to listen.
As soon as I disagree with them, they shut me off and move on about how I’m wasting my life.
The premise for the argument today was University. I tried explaining how useless my college was, and almost every other college in Bahrain, but they typically retort with the clichéd response of how a piece of paper with the college’s stamp will dictate my future.
Shopping, society will tell you, will cure all your problems. Even if you have everything you already need. They’ll encourage you to have more. Even if you don’t have the means to buy more, they’ll encourage you to take a loan. And when you borrow yourself into unnecessary trouble, society, in the end, will be the beneficiary. Not you.
Okay maybe shopping isn’t an appropriate allegory; after all, University is an educational institution that garners the mental growth of an individual. But imagine a capitalist country, where educational institutions (or any institution for that matter) are rarely regulated. Where the government itself is not regulated, and business men are free to reign, albeit aligned with the government’s incompetence.
That’s right, you’ll have a zoo. Anyone can predict a grim future for you when that’s the case.
Even at a zoo, you can buy the tickets at the entrance, be given a guide to the diverse spectacle and even request the assistance of a tour from the zoo keepers. You can expect to learn a thing or two about the animal kingdom before you head out.
Whilst at Kingdom University, that has grown a widely respected reputation in the Kingdom of Bahrain, you have to fight your way through the crowds of registering masses, run-around to locate a professor during semesters and finally be informed that a particular class has been cancelled due to the lack of the number of registering students for the section. Talk about capitalism at play.
But I’ll have to admit, I’ve learned something because for what its worth, KU has cemented in me the wavering idea of trusting my conscience.
But when I talk, they don’t want to listen.
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