As a Colt, I know that my education is not the best in the world, that the system which provides me this education is not perfect, but I also know that this flawed system is the dream of many. I often sit around thinking about what life would be like for me without this education. Would I be happier, or would I be sad? I don’t think I can answer that question with complete certainty, but I do know that I am grateful for this education, even if it may put pressure on me and force me to do things I believe are wrong.
I do not think I have enough with or knowledge about the Tongan education system to correctly judge its level of excellence, but one thing I observed and greatly respect is the Tongans’ attitude towards education. I like watching the little things, the small details, and what I noticed in the few days I was there is that the children’s actions speak loudly about how important school is to them, as I assume most of their parents were not fortunate enough to receive even primary education. Things like taking their shoes off before entering and their pure white uniform when everything else was dirty spoke loud and clear to me, hitting me right in the chest. Both my parents went to university, and all my grandparents did too, so I grew up assuming everyone goes to university, and failed to realize that is not the case.
I have now seen reality, but I am not ashamed to say that I am still trying to figure things out. I don’t think I have truly understood how lucky I am yet, but I hope to do so soon. In the meantime, I will complain a little less, and work a little harder.