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🦿 Uncomplete feeling about what is wrong for me

"Pick a fight and talk about something you think is wrong."

Today, I will address a topic that is important to me; education after a global pandemic.

    If you care about it, I recommend you stay until the end and invite you to share your thoughts with me in the comment box below.

    How should I start? Should I talk from my comfy position with the internet, cellphone, laptop, and a calm home to stay? Should I be more understandable with others in the upcoming aftermath? Should I write figures and long lists of data to convince you to do something? Or should I write whatever I imagine?

    The last one is more creative, and the message I want to start with is that: all-week-long physical classes are no longer efficient nor safe. That kind of education must disappear. We should go to a classroom just for human relationships, perhaps one day a week, and dedicate ourselves to our improvement.

    This way, in the long term, our society will evolve faster than before. Why do I say this? Because I do not believe people love waking up every day at 5 a.m. Take the bus. Go to school. Sit on a bench for eight hours and receive unnecessary homework not related to the subject's final goal. Pay attention to professors less updated that a TRS-80 computer, in some cases, and hear the same chair the whole year.

     Regardless of everything this pandemic has done so far, I am pleased that—at least—Latin America had to modernize its technological infrastructure. Education and life needed a change in these cities, and this virus brought it. We were ten years behind every other economy. In terms of credit cards, use of webinars, and the internet as a whole, we were way behind.

    I feel the necessity of sharing my thoughts continent-wide—even though my lack of experience is immense—to show everybody how they can practice their self-taught thinking. Have you seen that most of the entrepreneurs out there have so many ideas, and they all seem possible? Because I have, and let me tell you something. The answer is simple: they know how to internalize learning. They are open-minded and look for answers everywhere. For them, spending a couple of hours in a room full of people with different dreams from theirs can be a waste of time. Various perspectives are useful most of the time. However, in our conservatives and outdated communities, our parents taught us that asking questions is wrong. If you grew up in our developed countries, you know this behavior is real.

    We need to hold challenging conversations around the table with our parents and how cramming information is incorrect nowadays. Because surprisingly, with the previous model, schools encouraged the cramming culture. 

    On behalf of 28 friends around the continent, I write the next part of the paragraph. We were not learning at all, or at least not relevant stuff. If you asked us any question about the career we are studying, we would not know more than our texts books say. We had no time to investigate and immerse in the topic, 

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