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Aveen Gearhart’s eyes drooped as she listened to their instructor drone on and on. She lazily glanced over at her siblings. The younger two were in an equal state of boredom. Ervin was practically asleep, as his two-year-old brain interpreted the instructor’s voice as white noise. Bronwyn kept playing with the hem of her skirt, stopping when the instructor told her to, but continuing whenever he looked away. She looked to her other side to see the second oldest staring at the instructor with rapt attention. She nearly snorted. Ollie never paid attention in school. He was the class clown, and more than once, she had to tell on him to their teacher for throwing spitballs in her hair. The oldest child sighed loudly. “Something the matter, Aveen?” the instructor interrupted his latest lesson to focus on her. “No, sir,” she mumbled. She missed her regular school. There, they actually learned interesting things, like science and math. Here, all they were doing was memorizing