I'm supposed to write ten entries about what I really learned in high school. I learned a lot, I know I did, and I definately know it had nothing to do with Logarithmes or comparative essays. The problem I'm facing right now is that I learned one thing in high school that over shadows all the others. It blew logs right out of the water. It put the realization that high schools are like the Soviet Union in a corner. It put judgement and knowledge puzzles all the way to the back of my mind. I didn't learn it the hard way. I didn't even have to re-arrange my puzzle. A great teacher said it, and everyday I see how true it is. I don’t even know if he really new how profoundly that would affect my life and the life of my friends. I can’t tell you how many times we’ve repeated it to each other when times are getting hard.
What I think is more important to take away from this lesson is to accept the help when it is being offered. Many times, when we are given the chance to be helped, we ignore it, figuring we could fix it on our own. Sometimes we can, but others, it only hurts us more when we are trying to work things out by ourselves. We have to learn to not let pride and vanity get in the way of relieving the suffering.