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Originally Posted by DMB
A-level English for me was like Alice's passing through the door into Wonderland. Suddenly I was presented with a whole world I hadn't known existed. The syllabus was split between one competent teacher and one brilliant teacher. I immediately fell in love with Chaucer -- I still can't say why -- and I read through and round the syllabus. It started me on a path of autodidactism that I am still following today. I had read avidly from before I started school at the age of 5, but it was systemless and inchoate reading. From starting A-level English I had goals and aspirations.
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I had exactly the same experience when serving in the Army and was enrolled in a A level lit correspondence course. Shakespeare was a revelation for me and I gloried in the richness of it. Changed my life quite literally, in that when discharged I felt impelled to attend evening classes in order to gain entrance qualifications for University. Originally planned to teach English but changed to Psychology and Philosophy.
I think it true that an educated person is one who has some notion of what he doesn't know.