School-school and "school of life"

I'm 46 years old, 22 of which have been in school studying. Or 21 of school teaching.

I have three children - all go to school - first, third, fifth grade.

Last but not least, you could say that I also have a "school of life", at least for the fact that I lived in Alexandria, Teleorman, until I was 19, then in a student dormitory until I was 25, then, until today, in the Rahova neighborhood in Bucharest - that is, still a kind of Teleorman.

I can say, therefore, that I have had and continue to have multiple and sometimes surprising tangents with the concept of 'school'.

Like most people around me, I have mixed memories when it comes to it. The strongest are from the early years, but not necessarily from a learning perspective - although I've since left with a wealth of knowledge, as far as I can tell, intersecting now with what my kids are doing in the younger grades. But more intense than the rules of grammar and punctuation, or the "Backwards Method", are