Ingles

Travels to the past of education.

Are you sure you will not get bored in grandpa’s house? – Said my mom.

Don’t worry, the grandpa’s stories are quite interesting – I answered
It will just be one week, meanwhile your father and I will go to Argentina to see how your uncle goes after that operation where she came from.

I packed and I leaved the bag in the car, I getted in and my father turned it on, I didn’t more than look at the sky during all journey to grandpa’s house, actually nothing crossed by my head.

Arriving, my parents said goodbye to me with a hug, they getted into the car and they went. My grandpa received me as always, with cookies and chocolate, I was really bored, I sat next to the fire of the smokestack, it was so hot that it looked like it was going to burn the house, my grandpa sat next to me, then from the nowhere, he started to tell me a story.

I had just twelve years old, it was the year of 1955 and I was in the institution in which I studied whose name I forgot. About that time appears public higher education and private party having technical careers and even the professionalization of teachers, educational indicators grew at a rate never seen before, the number of students enrolled in both primary and secondary levels rose significantly as well such as teachers and educational establishments.

I remember quite a special teacher named Juan Perez, he said "The quality of education is an essential factor in the reduction of social inequalities are reproduced within the school" was a great teacher, as a second father to me, He taught philosophy and was very wise, he passed away in 1983 at the age of 81. He was quite strict but we had a lot of affection, although it was my favorite teacher.

We were always silent during class, which committed just disrespectful would be drastically punished.

It was a difficult time but the education we received was of excellent quality.