School and Politics: an inappropriate mix.
So it has been happening for a while in my country, Indonesia, but I fell into a deep long thought about this just recently. Since, well, I just experienced it live a few days ago.
Yesterday, to be exact, my school made its students to follow a huge campaign around the society in the neighborhood. We were supposed to promote a legislative representative candidate which is, at the same time, a parent of one of the students in my school. So the school dropped all activities and, well, they went into crazy-campaigning mode. Ordered transportations and banners and all.
I, as one of the students, was strongly against this. I refused to go into the massive movement and I permitted not to join. But when I shared my thoughts to my fellow friends, they all just raised an eyebrow and walked away, apparently not understanding what I was trying to say. So well, it seems like I was the only stubborn there.
And I have good reasons, too.
The first point is on the matter of politics, which doesn’t go along with educational institute. A school should not make its students to attend such politic movement, based on two layers; the first layer is about the students’ status quo which is underage and should not be involved in any kind of political event. The government has a wise reason to decide so, since that based on research and reviews of Indonesian society, people under 18 years old are not mature enough to be joining such thing, based on the lack of emotional control and uncompleted educational stage. So it is an unwise decision for the school, knowing that this research has been published and known wide by the society, simply ignore this fact and forced its students to do any political movement, especially campaigning, which is a huge part of politic itself. The second layer is about the essence of studying. Basically, people entrusted their children to an educational institute to learn. It is their main obligation for schools to provide such conducive learning process that the students have the right to accept in order to achieve the best result. Now, people may argue that such campaign brings students closer to the political world, a world they will sooner enter in once they got older, but I thought otherwise. Now, not only the campaign cut down effective studying hours for students-meaning that the school purposefully set down an agenda to neglect their obligation to provide education, as short as it is-it is also deciding on an agenda that doesn’t really bring any educational effect at all. You see, campaigning here means that the students-my friends- were standing on the back of a truck and holding a banner, screaming “VOTE FOR THIS GUY TO BRING BETTERMENT!”. They do not receive any information about the guy they’re promoting whatsoever, all they know is that they should scream that guy’s name towards society. Not really that good for learning, isn’t it?
The second point is about the literal meaning of campaign itself: to promote someone so that the society would know and vote them, the candidates. Now, to attract people, campaigning needs to bring benefits for them, or at least promising one. This is what we did at the campaign the school made us to do: promise betterment towards society. Yet ironically, we did (and still do) not know the guy we were promoting, much less his contribution towards society. How can we even guarantee that the words leaving our mouth will be true? While we were promising the society the betterment they desired for, we couldn’t even ensure ourselves to trust the man. Not a very good start to the political environment, isn’t it? Sharing empty promises we don’t know how to keep?
So I don’t know whether to be grateful or desperate to be in charge of the computer laboratory.at the
On one side, I’m annoyed since they’re killing my time to study.
But they also give me time to be the old, crazy, tumblr-bitch, screaming-fangirl, me.
Life is about being grateful, even for the littlest, most unfortunate thing happening to you. Because each little thing has a meaning. And the meaning is what we’re grateful for.
I rank six out of the whole school and my father screams me to fuck off and my sister rank thirty two within the same range and she got a motivating advice and an ice cream
so much for equality, dad.
Three words for Uzumaki Naruto:
Saddest. Backstory. Ever.
I made out with Kate and was escorted from the building.
I danced with Ziva and went to jail (did we break something)Can’t believe I punched Gibbs in the elevator. Do I have a death sentence?
I made out with Dorneget in autopsy…
I was interrogated by gibbs and died.
well that’s making sense, yes
I made out with Ducky in Paris. How nice.
I sang with Kate and lived happily ever after. Okay.
In TV shows, ‘partners’ means ‘lovers in a long, annoying, agonizing denial phase’.