I don't think we're going to let him know about that score anytime soon.
I had to let Abby know or at least, give her some perspective on her intelligence last week. She was bemoaning the fact that her classmates tended to gang up on her and call her stupid and the like and she couldn't figure out why. I had to tell her it was because they were probably intimidated by her, even if they themselves didn't realize it. And this isn't just proud parent-speak, but something that also came from her teacher who actually recommended to the middle school guidance counselor that Abby be put with as many new kids as possible next year.
I had to try to explain how there were different kinds of smart kids-- and that a lot of kids were smart and could function well within defined rules and parameters, but that those were oftentimes the kids who were most freaked out by smart kids with no boundaries or parameters who thought differently.
Someone recently reminded me that in Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing (Judy Blume, 1972), the boy is 9 and goes to play with his friends in Central Park alone. He's never been mugged, but has friends who have been, and takes for granted that he will be some day too.
I am packing for a move tomorrow. Just to another rental, but still... packing is so BORING. God.
I'm watching classic Trek on fancast to pass the time. Except now I'm just watching for the last ten minutes. Not helpful. Someone kick me in the pants, please.
I gotta funky rhyme and a funky style
gotta funky funky rhyme and a funky style
also
Engine Engine number 9
on the New York Transit Line
Got outta my house about eight
I called Greg Nice 'cause it wasn't too late
There are people protesting the spelling bee.
yeah - they've been there before. They object to standardized spelling. One reason is - justifiably - that kids with dyslexia or other learning disabilities can't compete. But, taking that logic through, they'd have to eliminate all competitive sports, since kids who have physical disabilities can't compete.
Kid is scary smart. I don't think we're going to let him know about that score anytime soon. His ego is already fairly huge.
But he could start boning up on his quips! When someone tells him he's a genius, he can modestly joke, "Only technically!" and stuff!
(Note: sadly, this does not often go over as well as it should. Alas.)
Engine Engine number 9
on the New York Transit Line
if my train goes off the track
pick it up pick it up pick it up!
