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Chapter 20 - Homework

THE DEMON THAT CREATED HOMEWORK"

by KaoticKade

Who Hurt You, Education System?

Let's get one thing straight: homework is not just an assignment. It's emotional violence written on A4 paper.

Think about it. You just survived seven hours in school— sitting on wooden chairs that were designed by someone who clearly hated spinal cords only to come home and be told, "You have work to do."

Excuse me? I just did that. You saw me. I was there. I participated. Why am I being punished again for the same crime?

I remember asking my teacher once, "Sir, if you love math so much, why don't you take it home instead?"

He smiled and said, "That's not how learning works, Kade."

Oh, but apparently trauma does work like that.

Homework is the reason so many of us grew up believing adulthood would be easier.

Spoiler alert: it's not. But at least adulthood doesn't come with surprise algebra.

When you really think about it, homework is humanity's most successful psychological experiment. It takes a bunch of innocent kids, gives them stress, caffeine dependency, and a printer that never works and then wonders why nobody smiles during morning assembly.

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The Dark History of Homework

Now, let's talk about the man. The myth — the villain — who allegedly invented homework: Roberto Nevilis.

Yes, apparently, he was an Italian teacher in 1905 who looked at his students and said, "You know what would make learning better? Suffering."

A true innovator in pain.

But here's the twist: historians can't even confirm if he existed. That's right. The man who invented homework might just be a legend — or, more accurately, a curse passed down through generations like bad Wi-Fi.

Some say Nevilis created homework to help students remember what they learned.

Others say he was possessed by the spirit of academic misery.

Personally, I think he was just mad that his students had hobbies.

Picture this: Venice, 1905. The sun is shining. Birds are singing. Children are laughing. And there's Nevilis, glaring out his window like a villain in a telenovela.

He whispers to himself, "They're having fun? Unacceptable."

And just like that, he invented homework.

Congratulations, humanity. We let a man with too much free time ruin every child's weekend for over a century.

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Why Homework Was Clearly Invented by a Supervillain

Let's analyze the design of homework, shall we?

You spend your entire day learning something new, and just when your brain is begging for mercy, the teacher says, "Now, go home and do it again."

That's not education — that's intellectual sadism.

Homework is like a Netflix series that never ends, and every episode is worse than the last.

Season One: Math problems.

Season Two: Essays.

Season Three: Group projects— where one person works, one disappears, and one just writes their name on the paper.

Final Season: Existential crisis.

You ever notice how teachers say "it's just a little practice"?

Yeah, so is torture — according to torturers.

I sometimes imagine a dark, smoky room in hell where all evil masterminds meet. One is like, "I invented war."

Another says, "I created taxes."

And then Roberto Nevilis shows up with a smug smile: "I made homework."

And the room goes silent— out of respect.

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Fun Facts That Aren't Fun

Let's get academic for a second.

According to research — and yes, I did research this because trauma requires evidence — homework has little to no positive impact on learning for younger students.

You heard that right. We suffered… for nothing.

In Finland, they barely give homework — and their students are ranked among the smartest in the world. Meanwhile, in most countries, students are still up at 2 AM crying over question number 5 like, "Why is the train leaving the station at 45 km/h? Where is it going? Who hurt the train?"

Fun fact number two: homework was once banned in California in 1901.

Yes, for a brief moment, paradise existed.

But then some parents complained that their kids were "getting lazy."

Excuse me, Linda — your kid discovered peace for the first time. That's not laziness; that's spiritual healing.

Fun fact number three: teachers don't even like grading homework.

They act like they do, but you can see it in their eyes — that quiet despair when they're holding 200 identical essays about photosynthesis.

You know what's photosynthesizing? Their will to live.

And fun fact number four: "Homework strengthens discipline."

Ah yes, nothing says discipline like googling the answers at 1 AM while crying into a bowl of cereal.

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My Personal War with Homework

Now let me tell you my story — the saga of Kade versus Homework: a rivalry older than my patience.

In secondary school, I once decided I was done. No more late-night equations. No more essays that start with "In conclusion," but have no conclusion.

So I boycotted homework.

For a week.

Day one felt amazing.

Day two, I felt powerful.

Day three, the teacher returned my rebellion with an F so large, it looked like it was written by God himself.

After that, I developed a system.

Rule one: always look busy when your mom asks if you've done your homework.

Rule two: say "I'm almost done" — regardless of reality.

Rule three: convince your friends to "study together," which really means copying each other's suffering.

We were soldiers in a war nobody asked for.

Sometimes we won — sometimes we cried.

But we never surrendered.

One time, I even tried doing my homework early.

Big mistake. The teacher forgot to collect it.

Moral of the story: the system doesn't reward effort — it rewards survival.

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The Exorcism of Education

I've thought a lot about this — maybe too much. Homework isn't just work. It's the ghost of outdated education haunting our generation.

It's proof that once an idea enters a school system, it becomes immortal.

We say "education is the key," but homework is the part where the key stabs you in the ribs.

And let's be honest: not everything needs to be done at home.

Doctors don't perform surgeries in their living room.

Pilots don't take planes home to "practice landing."

So why do students have to take algebra to the dinner table like it's emotional support trauma?

Here's my radical proposal:

Instead of homework, we get "home peace."

Teachers assign students the sacred task of resting,hydrating, and remembering who they are.

If a student really needs to practice, make it fun.

Call it "brain gym." Give XP points. Maybe even snacks.

But don't send them home with 50 math questions that even the calculator looks at and says, "Brother, you're on your own."

In conclusion, and yes, this one actually has a conclusion — homework might have started as a good idea. But like all demons, it evolved. It learned. It grew stronger.

And now, it's time we fight back.

Not with fire or rage but with rest, rebellion, and very creative excuses.

So, dear teachers of the world: if you're watching this — please, free us. We've suffered enough.

And to Roberto Nevilis, wherever you are — may your Wi-Fi forever disconnect during Zoom calls in the afterlife.

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