I Dont Regret It

I left school when i was 15 (half way through year 11) my older sister told me i would regret it (she dropped out in year 12) but i don't there isn't a day that goes pass where I'm not happy i left that place, sure it has made things harder like getting a job but i will be ok, no understands why i left school, my dad thinks its cause I'm lazy, my step mum thinks that my mum is a bad parent (but honestly who cares what she thinks) my oldest sister doesn't really care, my other older sister thinks its cause i was trying to rebel and my mum well i don't really know what my mum thinks the reason was, i thinks she blames herself a bit but what she really thinks the reason was is a mystery to me.

So far no one knows why i really left, i don't even know why i left well i do kinda but its hard to explain and the few people that i did tell think i was just making up an excuse.

I left because i wasn't learning anything anymore and i was getting in trouble for voicing my own opinion, like is S&E we were learning about the war and we had to write a paper on what we knew about the different wars and our thoughts on it, I had learned about the war many times and my ex step dad used to be in the war so i knew a fair bit and i wrote down a few pages on what i knew about the war then came the part on what i thought about war, I wrote exactly what i thought that many Innocent people died, many people that shouldn't of been there, many people that were wrongfully forced into it and many people that had no choice but to leave their families behind, and my teacher told me that i didn't do it right, so i asked him what i did wrong and he went on about how they died for a good cause and blah blah blah so in other words he didn't want to know what i really thought.

In many other classes it was the same i just wasn't learning anything and i was getting failed because they didn't like what i had to say like the times i pointed out their mistakes and an easier way for people to remember things, they didn't like the way i tried to take over their class pretty much lol. a few times they would threaten me with "do you want to stand up and teach the class" but they stopped that after i told them that yeah i did, and i used to go  up and teach the class (better then the teachers did anyway) but back to the story, I left school cause i wasn't welcome, my ideas weren't welcome i was being suffocated and i was no longer learning anything.

Ranunculus Ranunculus
18-21, T
4 Responses Mar 16, 2010

Yeah, I'm a high school drop out too. I'm ashamed to admit it. There are several reasons why I stopped attending school. But I came back, I just got home with tears in my eyes because I flunked. So I just don't know what to do anymore, I don't know how to proceed. It's going to be really hard trying to continue school now that I've flunked but I think it's also going to be quite hard having to drop out again.
I really am trying hard, I'm giving it my best but I just can go through school. I'm in a bid, I'm so shaken up emotionally and I'm a mess socially.

LOL my teachers do that too when they say voice your thoughts on it they basically mean write what they want to hear.

My eldest sister dropped out of middle school; she was held back several times, was in special education because of her learning disability, and had finally had enough. when she turned 16 years old she quit; she talked to my parents, and said enough is enough. my mother put her through a mail school service (spent a couple of thousand on her "home school" education) and then she got a diploma in the mail. (there is an 9 year age difference between me and my eldest sister)<br />
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moving on to my other older sister (16 months older than me) she quit school in the 8th grade (she was held back 2 years due to being absent alot) she had instabilty problems, had to see a shrink, and was even institutionalized in a home for disturbed youths for a couple of months beause she threatened authority figures, so when she turned 16 she quit school so fast. because we were so close in age I eventually got some of her teachers, and they loved to compare me to her. (I wasn't on the honor roll like she was)<br />
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well, fast forward to me. (I don't know if it makes a difference or not but I was diagnosed with a learning disabilty at the age of 7 and I was put into special Education with a handful of my peers. from 1st grade to 4th grade I sat in the regular classes for spelling, and reading, science, and social studies, but for Math class I left the classroom and went to special education with my favorite teacher Miss Grey. in my special education class I got to sit on an awesome area rug and play with a lite bright with my friend Andrea. I watched reading rainbow on the TV. and when it was my turn I sat at Miss Grey's desk and she helped me read. after that was recess and then back to my regular classes. I do not remember having 1 single math class from 2nd grade to 5th grade. when I went to middle school all of my classes were regular, with the exception of my Math class, that was special education. (I had switched to a different school at that time and so it was a completely different learning enviroment for me.) I went from learning basic math (addition, subtraction, division, and struggled with multiplication) to learning geometry, and complex fraction problems. I struggled in my Special Ed math class, but I was desperate to get out of it, none of my friends knew that I was in Special Ed, and going into 7th grade (because my special eduation class was closer) my friends would find out the moment they saw me walk through the door. so i begged my mom and she talked to the school. my special ed teacher thought it was a bad idea and complained about taking me out of his class, they had a man in a suit come to the school in the middle of summer and I had to take a 2 hour long math test. I prayed to god that I would pass and I did, just barely. my special ed teacher was pissed but i got to go to the normal math classes in 7th and 8th grade (don't ask me how I passed them) but....<br />
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I made it into my freshman year of highschool, and I was failing miserably at it. my remedial math teacher Mrs. Potts came over from 8th grade into position of teaching 9th grade math class and she was absolutely horrible at it. one day when a couple of boys were being boisterious in class she had a mini meltdown in front of everyone. she goes off on the entire class, saying that we are stupid and lazy. saying that she doesn't care if we learn anything or not because (and I quote) "I will still get a paycheck at the end of the week whether you learn anything or not"... I was flunking math, and science. and if THAT wasn't bad enough I had missed more then 18 days of school and that was an automatic "fail". I was embarrassed to go back to school, at the young age of 15 my mother presented me with an option; it was over spring break, and a day before having to return to school my mom (completely out of the blue) asked me if I wanted to return back to school or if I wanted to go ahead and quit... <br />
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I wasn't old enough to make that kind of choice. but I agreed 3 days later my eldest sister picked up the phone (my school was calling) and she said that I wouldn't be returning to school because I had moved and that was that. I had just turned 15 and was illegally droping out, no outside official ever confirmed, no truancy officer ever came (like they did with my older middle sister) and so that was that... however I did assume that my mother would do the same for me as she had done with my two older sisters (put them through a mail order high school program) well, she did for a little while, but let me tell you, if I couldn't focus and be taught in highschool. there was no way I was going to be able to teach myself, so I flunked a bit and my mom pulled the plug on it. which cut me to the bone, because both of my sisters had "mail ordered high school diplomas" but I was left high and dry it was then that I knew that no one was going to care about me, so I had to care for myself.<br />
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well, I got a crappy job at a fastfood place at age 16 job and went to work, until I met my husband when I was 17 and he encouraged me to get my GED. he taught me math (because he is awesome at it) and I went in for my GED test. which sadly I failed at... I had to take an adult class (free of charge, the state provided it) and I studied math there (because that was the ONLY thing I failed my GED on) so I took the classes for about 3 weeks (I was even asked to tutor a couple of men that were my father's age on how to read) that right there enforced my desire to get an education. well, I studied really hard with my boyfriend and 3 weeks later I retook the math portion of the GED test and passed with flying colors (hey! I am learnable!, public eduation sucks, and horrible math teachers such as Mrs. Potts shouldn't be allowed to teach) without the help of my family, (aside from my boyfriend/husband) I pulled myself up over that hurdle all by myself. <br />
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well, I'd love to say a few things about where I am at right now. I went on to graduate from a community college (because Georgia, where I was born and raised, offers a HOPE grant) right now I am happily married (soon to be celebrating my 10th wedding anniversary in Hawaii) I turned 30 a few months ago, (my husband surprised me with a new car (god I love that man) and this June we will be making the last mortgage payment on our house. My husband and I want to wait out the housing crisis before we sell and buy another (with cash, hehe) in the suburbs of Atlanta. due to my husband's infertility problem we are unable to have children, however we are saving for and looking into adopting. I currently work in Data Entry at an international seating and positioning company, and am in the middle of my first novella with the hopes of self publishing by autumn. <br />
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my older sister is married, and has an 8 year old son. she is currently working at walmart until she graduates (This December) from the University of West Virginia with a B.A. (she has changed her major so many times I don't know what she is graduating in, but I know that she has done so well that she has made the dean's list twice... we are all very pround of her) <br />
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and my eldest sister also went to the same community college that I went to and graduated in a graphic design course. (unfortunately she lives in a part of the country that is so rural there are no positions for her field, she is working and happy with her job). her and her long time boyfriend are hoping to save money to buy a house. <br />
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when I tell people that I am a highschool dropout (and believe me it is not something that I am proud of, so I don't tell too many people) but when I do mention it they are always aghast, or down right appalled at the revelation. My astranged mother-in-law (whom graduated from highschool in the early 50s) has on occasion put me down, and thinks less of me, even though I spell, and speak with a better handle on the English language than she ever could. <br />
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the regrets that I have about being a highschool dropout are few. I regret not having the quintessential "normal teen years" prom, graduation ceremony... come to think of it those are the only two regrets that I have. I feel bad that I missed out on that kinds of stuff, but in all honesty I was awkward and never had a boyfriend (until I met my husband) so I never would have gone to prom anyway, and as for the graduation ceremony (well, I missed my college graduation, because I had taken a job right away a few states away) so I wasn't be there for that. <br />
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dropping out of highschool ended up being the right choice for me (I met my husband at age 17 (If I was still in school I never would have met him) but it could have ended badly for me. because you see, I was perfectly content with working my fingers to the bones in hard labor, but when I met my husband and fell in love I knew I wanted to be the best me for him. He is what lit that fire in me so I would go for my GED, he was the good angel on my shoulder encouraging me to attend a small community college. without him I'd still be behind a register.

I totally get what you mean , I've heard that line before. "you want to come up and teach the class"<br />
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I think some teachers just felt threatened and undermined so they just tried to belittle us and I guess we just figured we'd leave! At least that's what I think.<br />
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But maybe we could have made a change and taken a stand instead, regardless though, I don't regret it and I was right in leaving.