Buenos Aires University: A 10 year Social Sciences voluntary free willingly “boot camp”. Left in those halls more than one tear, sweat, fears, anxiety, stress, anger, strength, sorority, intrigue, curiosity, pride, happiness, intellect.
They shape the worlds future in those halls. And they know it.
Muy first years at the 100 years old university the infrastructure was so rustic that we had to wear gloves and beanies inside the classrooms. (Go CBC Uriburu alumni!). Once you passed that and “made it” to the actual “faculty” we would be upgraded to a former factory building in which for the big important classes we had to sit on the floor due to the lack of chairs for all.
Believe me, After 10 or 15 minutes of trying to catch pen and paper (and as many mental) Notes of everything that was being said, you don’t care about your cold butt anymore. -you start worrying HOW you will incorporate all this being said in the weekend and nights between classes and full time working.
You start worrying how you will deliver a compelling final oral exam in front of a panel of 3 angry looking intellectuals so you never have to endure their torture questions.
Resilience. A relativistic way of thinking. The ability to establish red threads throughout multiple sets of information. And a big ass elephant sized memory (you had only once chance to read the 4 modules of 400 pages each before the exam, remember?). -those are just some of the skills I have UBA to thank for branding into me utilizing the old time known “swim or die” conservative “torture” teaching methodology. (Oh yeah the great dichotomy of academy and social sciences: revolution thru behaviorism)
Hats off those those university professors that despite being under free public university salary conditions keep going back and keep shaping the world’s future every day... one 19 year old at a time.
Some Professors were/are active members of shaping Latin American short history and it’s been an honor sharing those spaces with them and the many colleagues they breed.
