Today’s story is my own experience at home and at school. One definition of education states that “Education is to give soul and body all the beauty and perfection of which they are capable.”

Immanuel Kant, for his part, defined it as “The greatest human adventure”.

To make these concepts understandable, it is necessary to analyze the pillars that support it: the concept of beauty and perfection and the possibility of achieving them based on the individuality of each one, that is, their possibilities are countless and therefore the great adventure.

First of all, we need to establish what kind of beauty we are talking about. Certainly not the natural beauty, in which we have invested nothing on our part and which is also ephemeral like time.

If we put the emphasis on aesthetic beauty and ask what beauty it is that shines in works of art that manages to transform the portrait of a naturally ugly person into something beautiful, the difference narrows to the point of almost disappearing.

Education is a science and it is an art like aesthetics and it is the ability to create where there was nothing before. This is the closest task to the image of God.

All of us, without even realizing it, go out into the world as adventurers in search of destiny. Therefore, no society can progress if it does not offer its members good ethical training and a practical awareness of how to apply the skills and knowledge for the good of the whole community, which will also have the obligation not to waste the efforts of everyone putting them on a platter.

Disregarding labor, however humble, in favor of begging behavior is like putting the donkey behind the cart, it gets bogged down.

I was born and brought up to my wealth, in a home of simple habits and precise boundaries, where my sister and I felt free and at the same time secure, for in this little society duties were as clear as rights and the rudder of a ship, which my mother and my father shared.

I will illustrate these concepts with my inevitable anecdotes.

In our family, schoolwork was not discussed and no blame was placed when the results were not satisfactory.

We were asked for more apps and that was it. At that time the private schools had, with much luck, an annual inspection, but scanty as it was, it was severe.

It went on for days, and one of the inevitable things was going through the school notebooks and folders that functioned as the daily homework document.

What good teenagers we were, me more so than my sister who showed almost impossible perfection, we always had something to finish and as we belonged one hundred percent to the school, we sprung into action without saying a word under mom’s watchful eye, it didn’t matter to us helped, but controlled us mercilessly.

The purveyors then collected the goods, and whenever one of them came with his load, the greengrocer, baker, or grocer, we looked at them with a certain envy and said, “How lucky you are not to have an inspection.”

Mom shrugged, tilted her mouth, and that simple gesture was “they asked for it.”

The custom of giving priority to education was the norm of the entire family clan. My niece Alicia has been headstrong and willful since she was born. When she was in her last years in high school as an excellent student, she had a habit of going to the cities to dance at the weekend, so without asking permission, my niece announced to her father that she was going to Piedritas that night.

Without taking down the newspaper he was reading, Pepe answered: «no». And the fury was unleashed as my cousin, undeterred, continued to read.

The girl’s serious argument in her defense was that by giving permission, she would be paid for the high grades. But his dialectic collapsed when the father replied that he was only doing his duty, as he was lucky enough to do nothing else and have above average intelligence. And there was no more discussion.

Many years ago I read a clear example of when and where the educational task should begin in a cultural magazine, and it went something like this: “One day a woman took her baby a few days old to the pediatrician and asked her when she should start teaches, to which the professional replied: Ma’am, what nine months you have missed!»

We fall into the error of assigning to the school the exclusive task of educating when there is no society that can resist adults who cannot educate the younger generations at home.

Striving to be better, rising to the category of useful and good people, lays a solid foundation that can withstand good times and also storms.

Esther Tirion de Veron says that “The right of the older generation ends where that of the younger generations of their spiritual bread begins.”

The bread that our great educator speaks of is the foundation of core values: honesty, solidarity, effort and knowledge as the key to personal fulfillment.

Otherwise, there is no possible future, and the responsibility lies with everyone who, with their contribution, big or small, can change society, making it fairer, stronger, the work of all for all.

To ride the train of the prosperous future, the ticket is paid politely.

*Raquel Piña de Fabregues turned 86 on July 7. She is a retired teacher, writer, worked as a journalist and has various occupations as a mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. He has been writing since he read and continues to do so. For several years, she was a columnist on her daughter Selina’s radio program with her stories about mom being interrupted by a fall and the stress that meant in the midst of the pandemic. This is another one of those texts from his many stories.

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