I was once abroad in a country where people didn’t speak much English. My taxi cab driver was, however, quite fluent. I asked him where he learned English — meaning which school, or if he lived abroad, etc. He looked back at me, smiled and said, “From the school of life”. Over the years, he had a number of tourists visiting from English speaking countries, and engaged with them. Over time, he picked up the language in a society that didn’t speak it; quite remarkable if you think about it. In my brief experience, some of the most impressive individuals I have met were poor or illiterate, but very well “educated”. They understood “life”, what they needed to do, and the proper place of things in it. They were satisfied with little, but very quick and sharp of intellect. I’ve often seen the opposite with students in the university system. A colleague of mine years ago, a much older gentlemen, complained to me about our generation. His generation didn’t have degrees, but were very capable. Our generation, the “lost millennial generation”, has several degrees after our names, yet we are less capable. These two experiences got me to think a lot about what I wanted to take out of my education, but also taught me that more learning was going to take place outside the classroom with “life itself”. As one of my teachers told me, “When you graduate, you haven’t finished anything. All you have are the tools to begin learning”.
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