I was like that, feeling small because I hadn’t attended college.
When people now are surprised by this, it makes me smile.
A woman I knew years ago with many scrolls on her wall said… Susannah, all school is…you read a lot and write about it.
I’ve never forgotten that.
I’m self-taught enjoying every minute of the journey and do often share it. Just get me going on the American Civil War or Brooklyn Bridge and you’ll have to hit me with a stun gun to shut me up.
Knowledge is exciting, especially when there isn’t a gun to your head to learn it.
Now I know what George Bernard Shaw meant when he said, youth was wasted on the young. I didn’t care much either, and this was way before Tweeting took precedence. But now, it’s different. I Google constantly, and if still need clarification, call my pal Ed, aka Edipedia, since he seems to know a little about almost everything.
Hearing something explained simply without bells and whistles is by far, the best way to retain it, making it your own.
My least favorite writers are ones who flex their education making it more important than educating their reader.
Preening egos go right back on that library shelf faster than you can say…It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, thank you Mr. Dickens.
The other thing about learning is, it ups your self-esteem.
To be able to say to someone, did you know? Have you ever read? Let me share this, it’s amazing, does more for you than an iPhone 12 or Prada bag.
It adds weight to your being, making you more interesting.
My respect in someone grows when they ask a question, not to mention, increase it in myself if I can supply the answer.
Francis Bacon said, knowledge is power, and I think he meant, power within oneself because you feel steadier, more reassured, the more you know.
The Definition of more is… a greater or additional amount or degree, and I’ll add, without necessarily having one. 🙂