There is a Need
Does school prepare children for the real world? “Study hard
and get good grades and you will
find a high-paying job with great benefits,” my parents used
to say. Their goal in life was to
provide a college education for my older sister and me, so
that we would have the greatest
chance for success in life. When I finally earned my diploma
in 1976-graduating with honors,
and near the top of my class, in accounting from Florida
State University-my parents had
realized their goal. It was the crowning achievement of
their lives. In accordance with the
“Master Plan,” I was hired by a “Big 8” accounting firm, and
I looked forward to a long career
and retirement at an early age.
My husband, Michael, followed a similar path. We both came
from hardworking families, of
modest means but with strong work ethics. Michael also
graduated with honors, but he did it
twice: first as an engineer and then from law school. He was
quickly recruited by a prestigious
Washington, D.C., law firm that specialized in patent law,
and his future seemed bright, career
path well-defined and early retirement guaranteed.
Although we have been successful in our careers, they have
not turned out quite as we
expected. We both have changed positions several times-for
all the right reasons-but there are
no pension plans vesting on our behalf. Our retirement funds
are growing only through our
individual contributions.
Michael and I have a wonderful marriage with three great
children. As I write this, two are in
college and one is just beginning high school. We have spent
a fortune making sure our children
have received the best education available.
One day in 1996, one of my children came home disillusioned
with school. He was bored and
tired of studying. “Why should I put time into studying
subjects I will never use in real life?” he
protested.
Without thinking, I responded, “Because if you don't get
good grades, you won't get into
college.” “Regardless of whether I go to college,” he
replied, “I'm going to be rich.”
“If you don't graduate from college, you won't get a good
job,” I responded with a tinge of panic
and motherly concern. “And if you don't have a good job, how
do you plan to get rich?”
My son smirked and slowly shook his head with mild boredom.
We have had this talk many
times before. He lowered his head and rolled his eyes. My
words of motherly wisdom were
falling on deaf ears once again.
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