“Lidan, that's not what you should be looking at!”, my teacher says with a somewhat understanding smile. He can never be mad at me because I'm curious. I reluctantly close my book on the Christian religion and return to the genetic code I finished working on half an hour ago. We both know, my teacher and I, I left a mark where I stopped reading and I will address it when he pretends not to look. Only one word can describe my existence: Curiosity. After being contained for the last seven and a half years, it is like a beast on the part of education policies. Once unleashed there is no way to stop it. A little riddle: 56784=4; 11111=0; 88811=6; 62257=1; 75213=?I spent frustrating hours trying to find the right solution. I could have looked up the answer but I wanted to figure it out on my own. I wanted the challenge. That's why I want to be a Benjamin Franklin scholar. The program challenges me to understand the mystery of humans and their place in this world, while the BFS workshops require me to delve deeper into a topic. “Introduction to experimental psychology”, for inst...