Two or three times a year I am burdened by insomnia. Actually, I'm not quite sure I can call it that because in my most natural state, I am of the species of animal that thrives in the night. But, adulthood makes that a difficult condition.
All through my teens and college years I had a habit of staying awake almost right before the sun came through the horizon. I always schedule my classes at UCLA to occur afternoon, and when I couldn't, those classes were hardly attended. I learned to pass classes with technique instead of attendance.
In high school, my senior year marine biology class attendance was under 20 days total that semester, because of the unbearable 8am start time. Most of those days where quiz or test days. The teacher whom I won't name lead the class with a round of applause everyday I would show up (terrible social reinforcement). At the time, I thought it was funny what I was able to get away with, but I can't imagine how any of this was helpful instruction. To my benefit, I did receive an A in class with the usage of my survival "technique". This was also when I figured out that the educational system that I was receiving in the public schools was a sham. This gut feeling, even though I continued through a similar system for many years afterwards, persisted.
As a first generation immigrant, schooling was a necessity, not a choice. It is almost impossible to describe what this feels like, but I can assure you, other immigrants of certain cultures understand this very well.