So as to what I said before I went to bed... apparently my boys are brilliant... The Manchild has been doing advanced math at school for quite sometime now, he was doing grade 9/10 math last year while he was in grade 7... and brought home a report of 11 A's and 4 B's...The Boychild on the other hand... we never thought him stupid by any stretch of the imagination... but I just figured him an average everyday little boy... well we had some issues this past year with him not behaving in class and had many parent teacher conferences to find out what was going on or what could be done about it... so the Learning Resource Teacher (LRT) started him on a few different things to help him out... and encouraged us to fill out some paper work so that he could be tested in a variety of areas by one of the boards pyschologists to see what sort of academic levels he's at so that they and we can start to tailor his studies and possibly work with him better on what he needs done.
So we were told by the LRT that if we filled out this paperwork because of the fact that they're backed up with the testing and what not, so it could take a year before they see him which would put him in the middle of grade four when it would get done. Ends up they called just before school ended to see about doing his testing in July. So he went in on Monday and then again yesterday (Tues) to meet with the woman who was going to put him through a bunch of tests.
He came home on Monday and proudly announced that he was tested at a grade 9/10 Mathematics level. To which I blinked in disbelief and said .... 'what?'
So I went to go pick him up from the school yesterday after he finished his testing again and met the woman who had been doing it. She reiterated again about how she at first checked to see if he could see the answers on her sheet, even though she knew he couldn't, and was flabbergasted at the fact that she was witnessing a grade three student that was spouting off answers to gr 9/10 stuff.
She went on to explain that his scores had been so high all around that to say something is a weakness for him is to say that he is like the other kids in it. So his 'weakness' is their 'average'. He completely blew her away.
So great now I have two brilliant kids and one who doesn't want to apply himself. They're just as tough to raise as a troubled child.
And really... how in the fucking hell am I supposed to raise them?!
I'm a fucking dumbass.
Seriously.
*sighs*
1 comment:
I'll make 'em do some high school math in their spare time. Solving geometry proofs and factoring polynomials. Aww yeah, that's the good stuff.
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