One of the most difficult choices a parent has to make today is whether to send his or her child to private or public school. Years ago, when my parents were faced with that decision, they knew immediately that they wanted their children to be in private school. They believed that if they paid ten thousand dollars a year for tuition, they were going to get something extraordinary. The truth is, is that if I was in their position, I would have also chosen private school too, however, being a product of both private and public school education, I can honestly say that public school is the right choice.
I started off at Hillel Community Day school where I attended from “kittie cottage” through sixth grade. My parents main concern was that I attended a school that would instill Jewish morals and values into me so that I could lead a life on the religious path. By sixth grade they had decided that this particular school wasn’t religious enough, so they switched to the Rabbi Alexander S. Gross Hebrew Academy. Yes, this school was more religious, but it was a waste of the following three years of my life. One thing that I learned from private school i
My first day of public school was the beginning of a new life for me. I went through culture shock my first few weeks, but I was finally in the real world. The truth is that I had never associated with anyone outside of the Jewish bubble that I had lived in for almost sixteen years. From the moment I walked in I knew that this was the place for me. I still remember how the walls smelled life fresh paint. It was weird to see that students could wear whatever they wanted. I went to all of my classes and finally realized what a class was supposed to be like. When teachers spoke, students listened, we had homework and essays to write with a due date. In private school, we were given a due date, but when the time came to turn in the paper, everyone had an excuse and that due date was usually postponed to another week. For the first time in my life I felt life I had actual responsibilities and requirements and the feeling was great.
Shortly before ending ninth grade, there was a buzz around town about a new school opening in my neighborhood that had a pre-medical magnet program. I knew that that was my only way out of private school. I had known since I wa
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