I did not throw out my education lightly, but what I was being taught was of no use in explaining what I saw around me. It was the Great Depression.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
As far as I was concerned, the Depression was an ill wind that blew some good. If it hadn't occurred, my parents would have given me my college education. As it was, I had to scrabble for it.
Everything I learned about the Great Depression was from a college textbook.
Education is learning what you didn't even know you didn't know.
School seemed unimportant, since I learned so much more on my own.
In my family, education was something you endured. My parents weren't educated past high school, and the only book in our house was a 'Reader's Digest' condensed book. Can you imagine?
I don't know whether I much enjoyed education. I was not academically gifted.
I fell through the holes in the educational system. But education is still a way to change a life.
I had a terrible education. I attended a school for emotionally disturbed teachers.
Although I was not aware of it at the time, the experience of growing up during the Great Depression was to have a profound impact on my intellectual and professional career.
I stupidly ignored education completely. I found it dull and I preferred to cause chaos and have fun. I regret this massively now.