I was 8 years old

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Rafid HodaApril 10, 2026 · 1 min read
I was 8 years old

I was 8 years old.

My teacher handed out math workbooks for the entire semester.

I went home that night and couldn't put it down.

Page after page. Problem after problem.

I finished the whole thing.

The next morning, I walked into class so proud. I couldn't wait to show her.

"You have to erase it all and pace yourself with the class."

I sat there with my eraser, watching all that work disappear.

That feeling never left me.

The shame of being too fast. The confusion of being punished for learning.

That little boy deserved better.


27 years later, I'm building what I needed back then.

Not another curriculum. Not another test.

A system that watches kids build things in Roblox Studio. Records them solving challenges. Sees what they can actually do.

Then gives them the next thing they're ready for.

No testing, no exams, no cramming, no trying to impress people.

Simple: "Do you know this thing? Show us."

You either think it's obvious, and we give you something harder.

Or you think it's tricky, and we help you figure it out.

The ultimate test is if you can do something by yourself.

Like I showed that teacher I clearly knew everything that semester had to offer.

I should have been given something more challenging.

Every kid should.


The picture below was taken in London with my grandfather Mansur Hoda in the background and me and my younger brother Mushir drawing on the floor.

— Rafid Hoda
April 10, 2026