Boundaries of ignorance
The further you progress in the education system, the more you realise that there’s an awful lot you don’t know. My MA in English Literature means I know a bit about the field in general, quite a lot about eighteenth-century novels and far too much about Henry Fielding. But it also makes me realise how much there is about even my chosen fields that I don’t know. Higher degrees mean learning more and more about less and less, but would I really want to study dozens of GCSE or A Level subjects and be frustrated, knowing that I had now scratched the surface of an awful lot of things?
A post elsewhere on WordPress really challenged me to think again about how little I know. Continue reading
