I don't think it's so much a level thing as it is a state of mind thing. I was a lower level for 9 months, and I had to sleep in the batcaves (except they didn't have fans when I was a lower level) and take showers in the shower room, and not move my feet when I sat down and all that jazz, also. In fact, most of the staff that were fired because they didn't think they were adequate for the job, were the hobos they picked up early on. The truth is, level or not, we all viewed Dundee differently- that doesn't mean that we all didn't go through the same thing.
As far as parenting goes- I was not trying to say that my parents missed out on a single thing when I was growing up. My mom has a Master's degree in psychology from the university of Virginia, and has worked with elementary school kids as a guidance counselor for over 25 years. She has has always shown me love and support, and I would honestly bet money to say that my parents are THE BEST PARENTS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD; they would keel over and die, if they knew that it would help out me and my future. They pretty much kill themselves everyday sending me through college after they spent my savings on the program. The technique that they used that I was referring to, was that whenever it came time for me to make a decision, they would ALWAYS leave the final say up to me. The same applied at Dundee- we sat down and had a talk about me going there, and I was all for it (of course I had no idea what it was, exactly, despite how many times they tried telling me). I think that the way they raised me was remarkable- I am a very contributing member of society: I volunteer at hospitals, just donated blood last month (I'm ab(-) for those of you who know about it), I go around to schools and speak at spanish classes because I am bilingual, I am excelling in school...I think the main reason that my parents sent me to Dundee was because I was getting more and more distant to them every day. They knew that I was growing up into the man I was going to be for the rest of my life, and they were just hoping I would make the right decisions. Turns out, even though I was doing alright in school, I was also doing heroin, cocaine, crack, glass, meth, crank, ANY pharmaceutical drug that I could get my hands on....in the end, after the program, I am now much closer to my parents and away from drugs, and I am the one that pulled myself out- not without support. I disagree with the statement that there is a right and wrong way to parent. 10 sets of parents can raise ten kids totally differently, and they can all grow up to be loving compassionate members of society.