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The point of school, after all, isn__ to do homework. The point of school is to learn. It was a mistake to assume that teachers__r anyone else, for that matter__utomatically knew what was best for me.Rules are there to help us__o create a culture, to streamline productivity, and to promote success. But we__e not computers that need to be programmed. If you approach your bosses or colleagues with respect, and your goals are in alignment, there__ often room for a little customization and flexibility. And on the other side, those in positions of power shouldn__ force people to adhere to a plan for the sake of protocol. The solution, always, is to listen carefully__o your own needs and to those of the people around you.
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The point of school, after all, isn__ to do homework. The point of school is to learn. It was a mistake to assume that teachers__r anyone else, for that matter__utomatically knew what was best for me.Rules are there to help us__o create a culture, to streamline productivity, and to promote success. But we__e not computers that need to be programmed. If you approach your bosses or colleagues with respect, and your goals are in alignment, there__ often room for a little customization and flexibility. And on the other side, those in positions of power shouldn__ force people to adhere to a plan for the sake of protocol. The solution, always, is to listen carefully__o your own needs and to those of the people around you.

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