I feel very humble reading all these well-educated folk's accounts of their studies! We're so lucky to have had the opportunities in a developed country. In my estimation, my husband is an extremely intelligent man, but he had a woefully short and poor 'education' with sixty boys in his class, no equipment whatsoever and merely repeating what the teacher said over and over until the bell rang. A huge stick was savagely applied across the shoulders to any slackers. He could have achieved a university degree I reckon, but he had no chance at all.
I don't know what youngsters today feel about all the advantages they have (one can't expect them to be overly grateful, as they've known nothing else) but in the fifties we were truly blessed and knew it. Our parents made sure of that!