Oh, Get Over Yourself!
I've been sitting on this for so long, I can't even find the words to begin. Maybe narrating this as a story will help? Moving back from the US to India had been one heck of a shift, in many aspects. For me, the most noticeable (and most complained about, I'll freely admit) shift happened with the education systems of both countries. I've tried putting that shift into words many times, but I never seemed to find any. There's a fundamental strictness in Indian schools that there isn't in American ones. In two years, I'd just about had it. I had a glorious nine-minute rant about what I'd discovered. Creativity and individualism seemed to have no place in my school. I realized that I was the teachers' beloved because I was "responsible." But my sense of responsibility only stemmed from my ability to make mistakes and learn from them. But how was I supposed to fare if I wasn't even allowed to make mistakes? Education is an interplay of ...