School was pretty regimented. Everything from when I could use the toilet to what I could learn was dictated by others. That wasn’t a complaint, I kinda liked school. I mean, sometimes it was awkward and not a lot of fun. But I never ‘hated’ school. I guess I was a bit of an oddball kid and a little inconsistent on the critical thinking front. Behavioral constraint? No question. Yes Sir. You should learn mathematics, while difficult it will be useful. Yes Ma’am. Geography and ‘facts’ about the Murray River? Woah. Hold up there. HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY SAY THAT? Ten minutes of argument later, I would be sitting outside twiddling my thumbs.

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