Well, it wasn’t throughout life, only through high school; but my father attended a one-room village school as a youngster in Nova Scotia in the 1920s and 1930s. For him, it was great. The blurring of lines between grades made it easy to move ahead if you were able. He said he learned a lot from listening in on the older students’ lessons.
At the age of 15, he had completed the curriculum, so he then turned around and became the schoolteacher in the same schoolhouse, teaching younger students, including his own siblings.
A couple of years later, he went to college in the U.S. and eventually earned a Ph.D. So he did all right.
Decades later, his youngest sister bought the land with the old schoolhouse on it and kept it for sentimental reasons. It may still be there.
A lot of things are going to be different in the short and longer term, and education will be one of them, so who knows? That model may have a 21st-century application.