The Only Letters

Dear School.

Dear school, I hate you. Not physically hate, but mentally hate.

There isn't a day that goes by (apart from weekends) that I don't have to go to you. 5 Days a week is too much if you ask me. Dear my local high-school, you have no real purpose other than to educate the young teenagers of Australia and yet, you cannot even do that. 

Your old principle, the old ruler, was corrupt. Didn't care for her students, their wellbeing and their mental and physical state. She never really cared unless it was important for the schools image. Your staff hate you. Your faculty are leaving one by one and why? Because, local high-school you cannot do anything right. 

Students do not find pleasure or comfort when need to go to you for 6.5 hours a day, and your system of learning? It makes your year 12 students ill. Employing teachers who don't know their position as a teacher is not healthy. Why? Because they will not teach, they don't know how. It's sad to think that there is only a small amount of teachers left from when I first joined this school in 2013. They all leave so they can go to a better job. They leave for a better school. 

Dear school, did we ever tell you how happy we are since our old principal left? We probably did, but were you listening to us? 

To think that it has now been 6 years since I started there with you, 6 years later and I've left my mark. The year level has left its mark on your body to say, 'Yeah Class of 2016 was here. Thank god we left though.' I've spent 13 years at school, and not even my first 6 years of education was bad, the last 6 however, were cruel.

Good-bye school, it has been nice knowing you! But now? I have to venture into the big wide world on my own, forgetting you and the scars that you created, never to return.