I left school with basically nothing, I was a special needs kid. I did feel as though my school had let me down.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I left school at 15 feeling fairly useless and not really up to scratch in my education. And I still suffer sometimes from that lack of education.
I dropped out of school, but I didn't drop out of life. I would leave the house each morning and go to the main branch of the Carnegie Library in Oakland where they had all the books in the world... I felt suddenly liberated from the constraints of a pre-arranged curriculum that labored through one book in eight months.
I wish at times I had finished school just to say I had.
When I retired from active duty, I still felt that I owed something to my community. That's why I pursued education... I still miss the classroom and recall those days fondly.
My parents were more surprised that I wanted to go away for school than anything. They didn't really understand the benefits.
I had a lot of trouble in school to begin with. I got left back in kindergarten, and I was in special education. My teachers didn't have very much faith in me.
I just decided that I wasn't going to gain anything by going to school, since we couldn't afford it anyway, so I left school very early and went to work and progressively did things.
I loved being away from school. I didn't really fancy school that much when I was little; it wasn't until I was in third or fourth grade that I really settled down at school and I was much happier at home with my mum and she was very creative and sort of fostered all my interests.
School was a very cruel environment, and I was a loner. But I learnt to get hurt, and I learnt to cope with it.
I didn't go to school, because I never stayed anywhere long enough, so I was completely closed off from the outside world. I had no idea about anything.