I don’t
understand not wanting to learn. I just don’t. It baffles me. I can understand
not having time to learn. I can’t understand choosing what to learn and when,
but I can’t understand not wanting to learn at all. I don’t consider myself a
super genius, but I like to think I’m a smart guy, and I have yet to truly shy
away from any subject.
On my own I
have learned computer hardware, computer software, and a smattering of
programming. I have learned how to repair cars, diagnose mechanical problems,
and become proficient with common tools and disciplines to repair things around
the house.
I have
learned chemistry, physics, astronomy, and geology, fascinated with the wonders
that make up the universe.
All of
these are outside of my main interests of history and literature, but still I
learn them because it’s interesting.
My best
friends are scientists and lawyers, and I pick their brains every chance I get.
I don’t’ always understand the jargon, but the concepts are fascinating all the
same. To think that the specific geometry of DNA has significance is awesome.
To understand how an entire body of laws can hinge on one key phrase amazes. To
see the complexities of what we take for granted every day on the news unfold
in front of my eyes makes me smile.
I love to
learn.
So I don’t
understand students who don’t care about subjects. I don’t understand those who
think that anything that they are not specifically interested in does not
matter.
What
am I missing?