Growth is a rather strange concept. It is measured in centimetres, kilogrammes and dollars but never in opinions, thoughts or feelings. Pie charts and graphs tell me that my country is growing. There are buildings rising around me like great mountains of stone and glass. There is new technology and new teaching methods to help our children. There are new ideas and enormous plans for my future placed upon my plate and left for me to decipher. All of this leaves me excited and hopeful for what time brings for me. Yet strangely enough, I feel an odd disconnect to this new world being built around me. I cannot fit myself into this place and imagine how a developed world would feel for me. Am I frightened of the change, or is my idea of growth simply different from what I see happening?