Recall the time you were in a kindergarten. Most of us hated to sleep in the afternoon when we wanted to ride on a swing, or to play games when we most of all wanted to have a nap, or to eat that awful porridge when we just wanted to skip it and cram a doughnut. We were always told what to do, where to go, how to draw or how to behave. All that time we dreamt of getting older and passing on to school.
When going to school we complained about those 7-8 lessons a day (each with different homework), off-queue crowds in a canteen, a must to sit at the same desk with a person you didn’t want to, an obligation to take part in sports competitions and school events, a ‘voluntary-compulsory’ participation in yearly school contests. We just could not wait until finishing school and transitioning to young adulthood.
But what happened when we reached that desired age and entered a university? We were thinking with a thrill of the time when there were only 45-minute lessons; only one canteen and no need to wait in line somewhere outside; when the required learning material was already given in the books, hence no necessity to make scores of xerox copies; when our whole weekend was almost free of homework and full of a good sleep. Then we began wishing for getting rid of that everlasting studying as soon as possible and enjoying the moment when one comes home after work and no home tasks are waiting for her/him, just a To-Do List of ‘watch a movie’, ‘give yourself a manicure’/’play a computer game’, ‘make tiramisu’, ‘go to a party’, ‘devote some time to the hobbies’ and many more. Some are even ready to create a family and take care not only of oneself but of someone else too. So why does it happen so, that we are always dissatisfied with what we have? Peter Benchley’s, an American author’s quote comes to mind as the only answer to the question: “The past always seems better when you look back on it than it did at the time. And the present never looks as...