I have been staying with a family for the past few days whom I’ve known for a couple of years. They have three of the most well behaved teenage daughters I have ever come across. I’ve been able to help them with their homework over the past few days and it’s coming back to me so fast how much I loved algebra and Shakespeare.
I didn’t just love them either, I was good at them. Grade A bookworm dork who loved school. And Shakespeare.
I have a whole other reason to go back to school and to keep learning. Somewhere in twelve or fifteen years the moosh is going to come to me with Othello confused. Or biology. Or anatomy. Or calculus. Or quantum physics.
I don’t want to be confused too.
Right now it may be all about the ABC’s, but before I know it those ABC’s are going to turn into (a+b)-c=x.
I want to be ready.
What have you forgotten you’re good at?