You know what we need more of? Beginnerās classes for adults.
Itās supposed to be really, really good for you to keep learning new things as you age. It helps stave off strokes and dementia and Alzheimerās and improves memory. And hey, learning stuff is fun.
But I really donāt want to be infantilized when I try to learn something. And I definitely donāt learn the way a child does. And honestly, what adult wants to be in the same class as children? Very few.
This occurred to me recently because Iād like to learn how to actually ice skate properly. My parents never signed me up for classes, because it wasnāt a thing they ever cared about or thought about. Now Iām in my twenties and want to learn, and also donāt want to be surrounded by a bunch of eight-year-olds who probably honestly skate better than I do. Because thatās embarrassing, and embarrassment is not how you learn.
Would it be good to lose the social stigma of being worse at something than a child? Yes. Hell yes. But weāve got to start somewhere, and like I said: adults donāt really learn the way kids do, and a lot of people use these kinds of activities to make friends, and I donāt want to make friends with an eight-year-old, either.
Beginnerās classes for adults. Let adults suck at stuff and learn how to get better and learn new things and broaden their horizons, while still being treated as adults. Classes for writing, for pottery, for chess, for art, for instruments, for singing, for sports, for chemistry. For everything, dammit.
