What is the point of education?

I often think myself lucky that I know (or think I know) where I want to end up in life. Since doing two weeks' work experience at Norwood in year 10, I fell in love with the idea of being part of the development of children, and in particular, children who have special needs. Most people in my life have heard me discuss at length how much I have loved working at Norwood for the past six years, and how happy it makes me to see even the slightest ounce of progress from the children and young people I am privileged enough to work with.

Because of this (along with some slight tricks of fate), I now study Education at Birmingham University with a dream of becoming a primary school teacher for pupils with additional needs.

Now, with that out of the way, it is also important that I note that there are elements of the education system that I absolutely loathe. As most of you reading this will know, it is currently exam season in England. In the last few weeks, everyone from 15 to (roughly) 21 has been taking  GCSEs, A-levels, and finals. We live in a society that is built on grades and statistics and paperwork. I have seen the huge stigma my sister Millie faces because she does BTEC Media, which is seen as a ‘cop-out’ or somehow makes her less intelligent. Of course, this is total rubbish, as all it means is that her skills are better placed in something vocational, rather than her grades being dependent on her sitting in a random room for two hours doing an arbitrary exam paper. 

Don’t worry; this isn’t just going to be an article about me lamenting how stupid exams are because, as my brother told me when writing this article, it isn’t fair to critique a concept when we don’t have a better solution. However, I do think that the pressure and importance of exams in our society does beg a question; is it worth it?