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Wednesday, December 21, 2011

How important are grades to you?

Credit goes to you, Marcella....well written!:-)

How important are grades to you?

by Marcella Purnama


THE first time I discovered grades ruled my life was when I was preparing my high school graduation speech.
I came across American student Erica Goldson’s words, which struck a deep chord in me. She said in her valedictorian speech:
“I have successfully shown that I was the best slave. I did what I was told to the extreme. While others sat in class and doodled to later become great artists, I sat in class to take notes and become a great test-taker. While others would come to class without their homework done because they were reading about an interest of theirs, I never missed an assignment. While others were creating music and writing lyrics, I decided to do extra credit, even though I never needed it.”
We sometimes forget that education is about learning. It becomes apparent now as I enter university, that I used to study for the sake of studying, for the sake of getting good grades.
Even now, it sometimes still feels like a frantic race, as people around you strive for that prize called high distinction for every subject. There’s nothing wrong about excelling in our studies of course. In fact, we ought to do our best to get good marks – but how good is good enough?
My elder sister is in her final year of medical school at Melbourne University. She is at once excited, anxious and scared. She is uncertain about her chances of getting a job here in Australia as an international student, and there are not enough training places for everyone. She resents the fact that friends will have to compete against each other to get the top marks and top jobs.
For me, I’ve long given up trying to “compete” with my peers, especially local students for whom English is their first language. If you’ve ever sat in on an arts tutorial you would know how difficult it is to get a word in, let alone be heard. It takes courage, lots of it.
At other times it is easy to forget the joy of learning when you are faced with a seemingly never ending stream of assignments, tests, and exams. It is tempting to measure your success based on your grades. If I do well, I will be happy. If I score badly, I will feel miserable for the next few days, especially when you have a straight H1 student sitting by your side.
Of course, not every student thinks like me. I know a friend who holds a very different attitude towards university life.
“Pass is enough,” he tells me.
“But more than that, it is a bonus. For me, grades are important. I always aim to get C at the very minimum. But I never sweat at it too much. Knowledge itself is more important than some written exams.”
I stand convicted.
University was never meant to be a pressure cooker. We come to learn new things, not just for the getting of good grades or jobs. More than that, we learn because we are passionate about what we are studying. It’s all about seeing the bigger picture. Good grades aren’t the guarantee for success in life.
I watched a Bollywood movie called 3 Idiots last night, and there’s a quote that I want to leave you with:
“Most of us went to college just for a degree. No degree meant no plum job, no pretty wife, no credit card, no social status. But none of this mattered to him, he was in college for the joy of learning, he never cared if he was first or last.”

Marcella Purnama is a second-year psychology and media and communications major at Melbourne University.

Another side of life

Its been a while i did not write anything on my blog, since i started my postgraduate class. To be honest, i did not expect university will be this busy. But the reality is, those assignments almost kill most of us! The amazing thing is, i really enjoyed the 'killing' process:-). This major amazed me in certain way, mostly for me to be able to see life from the other side....the side that i aware was there, but never expect to see it this close.

Sebut saja namanya Bunga, anak kelas 5 SD yang sekolah di salah satu rumah singgah anak jalanan milik sebuah yayasan. Selain sekolah, Bunga membantu ibunya sebagai jockey. Di Jakarta, jockey adalah penawar jasa untuk menumpang kendaraan yang akan memasuki daerah 3 in 1 di saat jumpah penumpang mobil tidak sampai 3 orang. Bunga kerja sebagai jockey bersama Ibu dan adiknya. Yah...berapalah penghasilan jockey. Tapi anak ini selalu semangat untuk kerja setiap hari setelah sekolah. Semua hasil kerja dia berikan untuk Ibunya...tanpa sedikitpun diambil buat dia jajan. Bunga sekeluarga tinggal di rumah kontrakan. Sebelumnya rumah mereka kebakaran...ludes habis. Kemudian mereka tinggal di eperan salah satu  mesjid terbesar di kota ini selama 3 tahun. Goodness, membayangkan saja aku sudah tak sanggup...tinggal di teras selama 3 tahun?! Setelah dilakukan penertiban, mereka sekarang kontrak di rumah sangat kecil tanpa kamar...berenam. Tiap malam tidur beralaskan koran saling berdempet dengan adik-adiknya. Bunga juga korban kekerasan orangtua, terutama Ayahnya yang sepertinya tertekan dengan kondisi ekonomi keluarga...juga dengan larinya kakak Bunga dari rumah. Siang hari Bapak mencari kakak Bunga yang pergi entah ke mana, dan malam hari beliau jadi kenek.
Well, Bunga punya semua alasan di dunia untuk mengeluh, betapa tidak adilnya dunia ini. Tapi Bunga tidak mengeluh, dia hanya punya cita-cita satu: punya uang banyak supaya bisa membahagiakan orangtuanya. Tidak ada keegoisan untuk diri sendiri, hanya untuk orangtuanya. Bunga masih punya alasan tersenyum, walaupun kadang pulpen tak punya buat sekolah....waktu bermain tak ada...tidak tidur di atas kasur waktu malam.
Bunga, salah satu contoh bagaimana saya melihat sisi lain kehidupan. Kadang kita mengeluh untuk hal kecil: untuk macet, AC yang tidak jalan, kamar kost tanpa jendela, laptop kena virus, dll. Oh teman, lihat Bunga! Kenapa kita tidak memandang keluhan kita dari sisi berbeda? Bahwa kita punya mobil, bahwa kita ada AC, bahwa kita masih punya kamar sendiri, bahwa kita masih punya laptop. Bunga mengajarkan saya untuk banyak bersyukur, bahwa dengan masalah hidup yang kupikir banyak...masih ada orang lain yang masalahnya jauh lebih banyak dari saya. Kadang hal kecil yang sepertinya biasa bagi kita dan tidak perlu kita syukuri, adalah hal yang sangat luar biasa dan sangat perlu untuk disyukuri.

Bunga, terima kasih untuk mengajariku bahwa setiap inci hidup ini adalah sebuah karunia yang patut disyukuri...bahwa tidak ada alasan bagi kita untuk mengeluh. Bersyukurlah!


Depok, 20 Desember 2011 ~ 22.42