Like a train, I was forced to follow the same track day after day. I’m not saying that I hated learning; knowledge is important to me. But in these classes that I was taking, when we finally got to a lesson I liked, we would study it for maybe three or five days and then move on. This bothered me because I felt like there was more to what we were learning than what teachers had time to tell us. Then I noticed how crowded our classes were — usually about forty kids per class. How could a teacher possibly give a decent lesson with forty to fifty kids in small classroom? I couldn’t focus on the work I was given because everyone wouldn’t just shut up and be thankful that we had the opportunity to learn something new!