Some schools call these various levels “College Prep” or “Honors”, others call them “Standard” and “Advanced”.My school calls them “College 1” and “College 2” in an attempt to disguise what’s really going on. I understand the education board 's process in splitting people up by learning speed, but they make it incredibly noticeable that if you are a “slacker” or a “retard” you 're in C2, or as the majority of my school calls it “sped level”. It is my first day of freshman year, and looking around to see what was going to be my natural habitat for the following 179 days of the school year, I felt an urge of motivation the instant I sat in the cold seat. I assured myself that I would be sitting in the cold seat for only 179 more days rather than 699 days. Throughout every public school in America, we all have the right to a good education, but the bureaucracy that runs through the educational barriers does not make it a comfortable environment that suits everyone 's standards of having a safe state of mind while learning the …show more content…
The education system trying to make a good work environment for everyone, they make it the contrary to what their actual belief is. Isolating people based on learning levels does not help anyone, especially yourself. The schools controlling your values as a person, from what to wear and not to wear from their class expectations as a whole. I understand the concept and ideology of being put in the classroom as people who are compatible with you in learning skills, but that is not what the students are thriving off of. Students want to be motivated to work towards a set goal, and it just lowers their chances of becoming the person they grew up wanting to be. It shatters dreams. Reeking havoc as the classroom next door, the class that is always loud and you could just tell it was a low class just because people were fooling around. I was embarrassed to tell people what level of English I was in, as people would usually ask that question before asking about what pages we needed to read for Romeo and Juliet by tomorrow. Waiting in the math hallway bathroom became a daily routine for me Monday through Friday. From the warning bell to the final bell. I did this just so that no one would see me walk into what some people call, a “zoo”. Being contrary to the popular belief, we do have a substantial education in this country, everyone just looks at the exterior