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Riley, to those who have participated in a high school robotics competition, you would understand this goes beyond constructing machines; one develops one’s self-concept. That atmosphere is hard not to appreciate: circuits sizzling with the current of concentrated tension, strategy meetings filled with frantic chatter, and a multitude of students staring intently at their robot, as if it were alive …

The first time I stepped through the glass doors of a Magikid lab, I pictured the usual school vibe. Low fluorescent light, squeaky desks, stacks of worksheets, and a teacher prowling the aisles like a watchful hawk. Instead, the place roared with life. A cluster of tweens were yanking cables, giggling, and daring their cardboard robot to fling a crumpled …

The first time I tripped over the name Gunter16 Robotics Lab, I pictured a scrappy college team churning out drone kits or a garage crew tinkering with robotic arms for weekend warriors. The title felt like dusty code nobody had bothered to compile, yet it haunted my web searches-like a bookmark I forgot to delete. A few weeks later the …