When I was a teenager, I was very active in karate. There was one little girl, she was maybe 6, that had the pushiest parents I’ve ever seen. The little girl had been in karate since she was 4 and was there several nights a week. At one point, I was giving her private lessons, so I spent quite a bit of time with her. It wasn’t enough for her to just being doing it either, she had to be the best. When there were tournaments, they really pushed her and would get upset if she didn’t win. On the nights she wasn’t at karate, she had piano lessons, gymnastics, and swimming. All of that on top of school. She never talked about playing outside with her friends and I don’t think she ever did. It really seemed like every minute of her time outside of school was accounted for with one activity or another. She was started to get tired of karate and had mentioned several times that she didn’t want to be there and her parents never let her have a break. When I stopped going to karate, she was still there just as much as before, if not more.