- Dec 2, 2015
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This has been bothering me for a while. Figured I'd share here for entertainment, also - it'll help me get some perspective lol.
Before getting into the meat of the story, you gotta know some background info.
I am from a third-world country, our school systems are probably different than the west. We have grades 1 - 13. There are three island-wide exams (big exams) in grade 5, 11, and 13. These exams are very important when changing schools, getting to universities, etc.
I went to three schools.
School A (grade 1 - 9)
This is the definition of a "shitty" school. Anyone from a third world country would know what I am talking about. Kids from the poorest family went here. My parents were broke as fuck - so this was my only option.
School B (grade 9 - 11)
A middle-class school.
School C (grade 12 - 13)
Elite school where almost all the parents of the kids are surgeons, engineers, and whatnot.
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So this friend (let’s call him Sam) is from school A. We were best buddies. Our parents knew each other very well. We (me and him) were the brighsest kids in that shitty school. The whole school knew us. I was always the class first, Sam was second. I was a fat c***t, but Sam participated in some sports too. Well in grade 5 island-wide exam, I was the only kid who passed the exam in that school in 10 years. Sam was a few marks behind the passing cutout.
So, when I was in grade 9, this teacher asked to meet my parents. She had mentioned to my parents if they want a good future for me, they had to change school. At the time my parents had known a local politician somehow. With some effort, my parents managed to put me in school B (a different city). Long story short, I aced the grade 11 exam, moved to the elite school, aced grade 13 exam, went abroad for my bachelours, came back and got a good job, and later quit. In that time, I lost contact with Sam.
So a few months ago, I saw him in a small electronic shop - working as an assistant. He looked very weak. I knew something was wrong. Well recently found out, he is using meth (ice).
I know there is nothing I could have done to change it. Life sometimes works in mysterious ways. But I can’t help but wonder - if I hadn’t changed school, would this have happened?
Before getting into the meat of the story, you gotta know some background info.
I am from a third-world country, our school systems are probably different than the west. We have grades 1 - 13. There are three island-wide exams (big exams) in grade 5, 11, and 13. These exams are very important when changing schools, getting to universities, etc.
I went to three schools.
School A (grade 1 - 9)
This is the definition of a "shitty" school. Anyone from a third world country would know what I am talking about. Kids from the poorest family went here. My parents were broke as fuck - so this was my only option.
School B (grade 9 - 11)
A middle-class school.
School C (grade 12 - 13)
Elite school where almost all the parents of the kids are surgeons, engineers, and whatnot.
--------
So this friend (let’s call him Sam) is from school A. We were best buddies. Our parents knew each other very well. We (me and him) were the brighsest kids in that shitty school. The whole school knew us. I was always the class first, Sam was second. I was a fat c***t, but Sam participated in some sports too. Well in grade 5 island-wide exam, I was the only kid who passed the exam in that school in 10 years. Sam was a few marks behind the passing cutout.
So, when I was in grade 9, this teacher asked to meet my parents. She had mentioned to my parents if they want a good future for me, they had to change school. At the time my parents had known a local politician somehow. With some effort, my parents managed to put me in school B (a different city). Long story short, I aced the grade 11 exam, moved to the elite school, aced grade 13 exam, went abroad for my bachelours, came back and got a good job, and later quit. In that time, I lost contact with Sam.
So a few months ago, I saw him in a small electronic shop - working as an assistant. He looked very weak. I knew something was wrong. Well recently found out, he is using meth (ice).
I know there is nothing I could have done to change it. Life sometimes works in mysterious ways. But I can’t help but wonder - if I hadn’t changed school, would this have happened?