The story of how I was expelled from my school

The reason I was expelled from Bellas Artes school was not only because I got into trouble, like many people at that school age.
It was also because my grades were not very good, not due to lack of ability, but because I was not passionate about the subjects. They simply felt boring to me. I felt that the school was killing creativity, the ability to reason, and critical thinking.

All the content was material created many years ago, and it never changes. It is always the same. There are more modern ways to learn and do things, but we had to do everything “the old way” because that is what the Ministry of Education dictates.

I was tired of studying things that I knew I would never use in my life, of presenting topics with no meaning or connection to something I truly enjoyed.

Teachers, frustration, and realities

There were teachers I appreciated, but many had more than 30 years working at the school and no longer wanted to be there. Seeing that left a mark on me.
I remember my teacher Argenis González: he studied Law and wanted to practice as a lawyer, but ended up as a Math teacher. And the same was true for others.

I do not judge them, but seeing people who were unable to fulfill their dreams makes you think.

The only thing that truly interested me

The only thing I genuinely appreciated about the school was that they had implemented workshops.
There was one focused on business and finance, areas that had always interested me since I was very young.

By the age of 10, I was already reading books such as:

• The Psychology of Money – Morgan Housel
• Think and Grow Rich – Napoleon Hill
• Rich Dad Poor Dad - Robert Kiyosaki
• The Secrets of the Millionaire Mind - T Harv Eker

Books that had a huge influence on the way I think.

That workshop was created by Román Fuenmayor, a Math teacher.
Only 7 people enrolled in the entire school, and in the end only I attended, because the others skipped class. Even so, it was one of the few spaces where I felt I was learning something real.

I enjoyed the process, even if it was not perfect

Despite misbehaving and accumulating disciplinary records, I enjoyed every stage at Bellas Artes school.
I regret nothing. I learned the lesson, but I also understand that everything was part of the process of living and gaining experience.

Learning outside the classroom

Between the ages of 11 and 12, I already had solid knowledge of cybersecurity. Not because the school taught me, but because I researched on my own.

At that time, I began to understand how systems, networks, and web applications worked. I noticed that the school’s technological systems were old and outdated, which sparked even more curiosity about how things function internally.

I explored, analyzed, and understood security weaknesses that today I recognize as critical. It was never done with bad intentions, but purely out of technical curiosity and a desire to understand how systems are built and protected.

Over time, instead of continuing to explore on my own, I chose what I now consider the right path: speaking with the school administration and explaining the vulnerabilities that existed, how they worked, and what solutions could be applied. I even offered to explain everything step by step to the developers.

When the system sees you as a threat

Instead of seeing it as an opportunity, the school saw me as a threat.
Combined with my previous behavior record — talking in class, standing up, not sitting still — it became clear that I did not fit into that model.

It does not make sense to anyone to sit 8 hours a day, silent, without questioning anything.

I decided to behave better, improve my grades, and change my attitude. I had matured. But it was already too late. I was warned that with one more record, I would be expelled.

Values above everything else

In that final incident in which I was involved, I did not even attend school that day.
Some classmates created a group and began insulting a first-year girl, saying horrible things to her. I only wrote that they should stop bothering her and left the group.

Even so, when the school found out, they considered me an accomplice.

That impacted me deeply, because even though I misbehaved many times, my values were always clear.

I have never consumed tobacco, alcohol, or excessive sugar. I have always taken care of my brain, because for me it is my main machine. I constantly asked myself:
What kind of stimulation does the brain receive here? Is this a place to live, or just to exist?

I strongly believe that a big reason many students finish school without knowing what to study is because they are never taught how to choose. Everything is imposed on them from a very young age.

A new environment, new opportunities

After that, I transferred to another school: American Institute Joseph John Thomson.
A very good school that treated me well from the very beginning.

I am deeply grateful for the support of:

• Víctor Manzanero
• Yesenia Ardiles
• Juan Pablo

People who believed in me from day one and gave me an environment where I could grow.

Closing

This stage of school was fun while it lasted.
Today, I see it as a necessary phase.

This article is also dedicated to María Laura and Pilar, teachers from Bellas Artes school.
They told me no private school would accept me, that I would end up in a public one, that my grades were low, that I would never become anyone.

Thank you.
Because many of those breaks were what made me stronger.

I ask God to give them a long life, so they can continue seeing my growth and my successes.