So apparently, the online school was kind of easier. The teachers simply would give tasks and arrange meetings through BBB or Google meet. It was also a lot easier to perform a presentation since it isn’t face to face. Almost everything was comfortable when done at home. Students like me would almost think of it as perfect. However, learning was not made easy. It may be easier when it comes to anxiety handling but not if it’s learning. Currently, I’ve been struggling to understand the lessons fully. Learning simply with a book or a reference is really hard. It is true that our teachers would arrange meetings to answer questions but this is not the point. For me, in order to learn something, it had to be explained step by step. It is also really uncomfortable to ask questions, mid discussion, knowing that you’ll interrupt the session. All of our sessions are time-limited so it’s not like you could ask directly and comfortably like in real life. We also can’t meet teachers after class and if we had questions, we had to ask them through email. Overall, I’m fine with how things are. As they’ve said, “change is only the permanent thing in the world.”
end of school year
The online school did work out just fine, but I wouldn’t say I’m overjoyed with the changes. There are so many flaws with this system since we’re just starting to get used to it. Communication with teachers and classmates was pretty bad. However, we get the advantage of not having to face everyone in that sense. Of course, we took long to adjust to the new norm of being quarantined, and yet lots were left behind. They always say everything gets better with time and seeing how many students disappeared online without a word, makes that statement rather old. Instead, we had to chase time and force ourselves to grow up fast. Some of the biggest challenges we had to tackle were procrastination, boredom, and concentration. Learning wasn’t fun anymore, and I think that’s what people of my culture fear the most. Every day was the same, staying alive aimlessly, having no power to do something new for motivation. Another cause of “laziness” was being controlled and forced to fit into the disgusting idealism of concentration. I believe that when studying, and that before we turn into the phase of focus, we choose a comfortable place to be in. That’s what most of us would want right? My colleagues had quite similar experiences during online classes. I’ve heard that they’d get uncomfortable and pressured with their ambitious parents gawking to control what they’re doing. What do you expect them to do the whole time? Just study and remain a no-life? No wonder why I could barely find teens of my age, deeply devoted to the present. Most of them are just living inside their minds. Anyway, the online classes were just as disgraceful as face to face classes. The advantages and disadvantages were simply exchanged, so it feels no different.