Once upon a time there was a little boy who hated school.
That boy was me, from the genuinely first day I went to elementary school, until our genuinely last day of private school, I never cared for it.
My Mom explained it to myself and others this way — he worked, our mom took care of the house, plus I went to school. That was our task, until I was old enough to have a task. I just looked forward to having the type of task that paid money, to which our Mom said that doing well in school would get myself and others more money later. He was an Heating plus A/C man, plus had been so since he had graduated from private school some 15 years earlier. He never tried to actively recruit myself and others to follow in his footsteps, but I did learn a lot about heating plus cooling systems over the years, just through proximity. When it did come time for myself and others to get a real task, I found that all the real world Heating plus A/C experience I had accumulated over the years was more valuable than our diploma. It was genuinely straight-forward to get an OK task with our Mom’s employing Heating plus A/C business, however it was just OK at first. I come to find out that going back to school was necessary because I needed to get our Heating plus A/C certification before they could hire myself and others as a dealer. I worked area time while I took the Heating plus A/C prep courses at night, but I found them much easier than private school had ever been.