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I just started a new book titled The God of Mischief by Paul Bajoria. In eighth grade I read the prequel to this novel, The Printer's Devil. In the first pages the words describe a boarding school of some sort with a, less than kind, administrator.

"The walls towered around us, cold, dirty, and cracked, with barred windows in them so high above our heads that all we could ever see was the sun, the clouds, or the night sky. They were that high up on purpose, of course, to prevent us from seeing what was outside and dreaming or devising plans of escape; but quite often when we were unsupervised, we used to form acrobatic  towers by climbing on top of one another."

This leads me to think, what if school was was like that now? It is hard for me to see Kay walking in the stone archway of a dungeon-like room and lifting me up by the mere fabric of my collar. Now of course,  the school children in this book are much younger than fourteen year olds but it just does not mesh. It seems to me that not only has education come along way since three hundred years ago but society as well. To think that I, as a teenager, would be working in factories as an apprentice just continues to flabbergast me (I really wanted to use that word<-----). To conclude this thought, human beings have grown immensely throughout the centuries.