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Today’s article was written by a guest writer who happens to be a Final Year student of the Faculty of Law of the University of Benin. It hampers on the foremost subject which is on every students’ mind during examinations.
What if I told you that examinations are a violation of your human rights? What if I told you that every time you wrote an examination you trampled on your right to freedom of expression, intellectual expression? Why should individuals who are on diverse intellectual wavelengths express themselves via a sole means: written exams. And where it so happens that they fall short, they are viewed as failures. Why call a fellow dull when the system is not tailored for him or her, when all that he/she is amounts to is a misfit, a maverick? Isn’t that a novel form of discrimination-cerebral profiling? Einstein once said: “If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole live believing it is silly.”
I once wrote an examination that was definitely brewed in the vilest, dankest parts of the underworld: Psychology. The examination arrived in the infamous German objective format. I felt this cauldron of anger bubbling merrily in my stomach after I wrote that exam. I have never departed from any examination hall fuming before that day. I was well and truly enraged and for good reason too. Why? It made no sense to me. How? A certain question went thus:
______ is the willingness to help?
The first thing that came to my mind was empathy and I put it down without a second thought. Now, it so turned out that I was wrong. How? The answer to that question according to the lecturer’s textbook is ‘commitment’. Now, I’m going to flunk that question because my answer ran afoul of the system. I was grammatically right but systematically wrong.
I do not see the reason why it should be dubbed a learning process if all I’m going to do is gulp down the contents of a textbook for the sole purpose of regurgitating the exact same contents (verbatim) in the exam hall like I’m some ruminant animal with a digestive problem. It makes no sense for me to plonk stuff down my academic gullet for the sole purpose of passing an exam and getting a certain grade.
Why is it called school, when all it does is flood my mind with stuff I’ll never need in the real world? Why is it called a learning process if all it does is make me a certificate toting, unlearned contraption who spent the last four to five years guzzling enormous helpings of data he forgets with every hour that passes after he drops his pen and turns my exam sheet in? Why should I be called an educated man when I possess a malformed mind that has been beaten out of shape by an arcane system and neutered of the ability to think? Why should I be referred to as a leader of tomorrow when I get tested today by a system that belongs to yesterday? Why should that lad or damsel who’s at the zenith of the class dubbed a genius when all that he/she is good at is downing insane amounts of data like they are tequila shots? Why not just refer to him or her as an oxygen breathing human computer?
Heck, referring to that ‘genius’ as a computer is a snide jab at computers- computers process data into information, all our acclaimed ‘geniuses’ are apt at is engorging their minds with data
From textbooks and regurgitating this same data like malfunctioning computers. Sour grapes? I think not. Why should it be called an educational system if all it turns is mass produce and churn out academic jalopies, graduates who are clones of themselves? In my opinion, it should be dubbed a mental institution for mentally deformed zombified conformists -folks who can’t reason outside the academic box if their lives depended on it.
So many questions….
That’s the end of my babble.
Written by Aloaye Daniel Igiekhumhe. He can be contacted via email at email@example.com.