Need an research paper on my educational biography. Needs to be 5 pages. Please no plagiarism. Life is pretty much the same, except for the climate when you have been raised with middle-class values and have been taught that the best way to move up in life is through the attainment of a college degree or some sort of specialized training. . That is what education was at my house when I was growing up. . It was viewed as a ladder to a better life, plain and simple. . It was viewed as a bridge to a world that did not include unpaid overtime and worries about layoff notices. I am far from the end of my educational experience, but looking back, I can really see just how wrong, and right my parents were when they told me that education would give me opportunities at a life they would never obtain.
The first lesson I learned in school was about authority. I learned that you did not question it. My parents were the type of parents that were always on the side of the school. They had a sort of conflicted relationship with public schools because they both had a difficult time in school. On the one hand, they recognized that the people in school were professionals and were there to teach me. They had a lot of trust in my individual teachers and always believed what they said. If I went home and said, “Mrs. Kershaw smacked my had with a ruler today!” they would ask me, “Well, what did you do?” They never questioned a teacher’s authority to discipline or teach me, so this taught me to listen and obey my teachers.
On the other hand, my parents were almost paranoid about the institution of education. They were suspicious of the people at the very top. The superintendents, principals and specialists that ran the school and were responsible for the big picture were viewed as lazy and wasteful. Nothing they did was every OK with my parents. They railed against tax increases, curriculum changes and decisions about school safety. It took me a long time to realize that my parents were taking a stance against what they perceived as management (Cook, 1978). Both were laborers and they viewed my teachers as peers, but everyone else was management. I was in high school before I figured out why my parents were so supportive of the education system on the one hand, and so against it on the other.
This was the beginning of my own conflicted feelings about schooling and education.