Thane Rowley D2 [done]

Mouse
Divergent plot

From a young age, I've always enjoyed learning new things. Mom and dad would look away, and I would go exploring. Sometimes I found interesting things. I loved getting my hands on new things and trying it all out. Many times I would find something my parents didn't want me playing with. I've found knives before and once cut my hand. I learned to never do that again. I always asked my parents if items were sharp before holding them because I didn't want to hurt my hands again, yet I went on every single day to do something new.

I liked building things. I liked playing with toys and see what type of creations I was capable of making. It was never much, but it was always enough to keep me going. When we'd go out, I asked a million questions, and my parents always answered them. I could tell they were getting frustrated, but they never once pushed me away. They always knew what to say, and it helped my eager mind. Building helped my mind too. It often races with ideas especially when I'm trying to sleep, and it makes sleep feel impossible to come by. I never know what to expect anymore. I've learned that writing down my ideas, or drawing them out on a piece of paper helps ease my mind enough to close my eyes for some rest and relaxation.

If I wasn't building, I had these children books in my hands reading through the pages. I could never learn enough, and that's what I enjoy doing. I loving being able to sit down and read books to my parents because I had nothing better to do. Especially when I learned new words. I wanted to show off. My parents were always so accepting of me, and so willing to see what all I've learned through reading and attending school. I used to see these young kids crying cause their parents were dropping them off, but I welcomed it with open arms. School is fun. It's always been fun. Always been something I enjoyed, and I'll keep enjoying it. Mom used to say that once someone stops learning, they have no more purpose left in life, and I don't want that to be me. I gotta keep learning so I can make a name for myself. I want people to come to me, and I want to be one of the smartest people around, but I know it's never an easy route to travel.

In school I never wanted to color or do arts as I preferred math and science and history and whatever else they were teaching. I'd rather sit through a lecture many found boring because I always learned something that way. It's easier that way. It's the best thing I can possibly do. People in my class aren't a fan of me because I do ask a lot of questions, and I do want to learn. There's so many things I don't know, and I want to know about as much as I can before I die. I don't always like being the center of attention though, but I know that if I have the question maybe someone else does too. Maybe I can get the answer from them so nobody else has to ask. I'm sure someone will thank me eventually, but even then it doesn't really matter. My class doesn't always see it that way. They say I'm preventing them from leaving, but if the class is scheduled to last an hour, I want the entire hour worth. I guess people are just lazy.

I've tried not asking questions and just teaching myself because I hear how people groan when I raise my hand. I can see them rolling their eyes. "There he goes again asking another question." I don't see the problem with it. I mean I have been made fun of for it, but I just don't get why? I've always felt people should feel grateful for learning because I love learning, and I know that I'm young, and that sometimes being young makes things a challenge. I've got a lot of life ahead of me, and I just want to make the best of it. As of right now, I want to become a teacher. I want to help those willing to learn because it's easier. I don't see a route for it though at the moment.

I'm not as strong as some in the class. I'm not very good at holding weapons. I'm not good at swinging them at the fighting mannequins. I watch some people sever the limbs like they're nothing, and I can barely pick up a sword to do so. I know I need to work out if I ever want a chance of passing this class. I've asked many questions over and over trying to get my stance right. Knives are definitely easier to use right now. I fear that people will laugh at me even more, but it doesn't stop me from trying. I'll keep working on it, and one day I'll master it, but I'll never stop practicing because it's the only way to truly get in the groove of things.

It's a little hard being away from home living in dorms, but I'm going to do my best to make everyone proud as I keep learning and fighting my way through. Amity was a simple class because I like helping people. It's easy for many to go about their day and leave others behind, but I'm not like that. I want to help anyone that's struggling. I want to help them through the world that many refuse to help because they're different, and they don't belong. Kindness can go a long way, but I'm often to concerned about learning, that I forget about it from time to time. I guess asking less questions can help people out, but my passion is in learning.

I've still got such a long way to go, and I know the path isn't an easy one, but I'm going to give it all that I have no matter what. I'm going to get stronger, I'm going to study harder, and I'm going to just keep working. Nothing ever comes easy, but with a little patience I can go far. I just have to keep looking for the good in people, and keep doing what I think is best. I know my parents are proud, and I'll just keep going and going. One day all these questions will pay off, and I will never stop asking them because it's the only way someone can learn.