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Of Geeks and Gifted (updated) |
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i want to write about this topic, but i have a feeling it would be a really long journal entry and i don't feel like writing that right now. but i really like this title, so ITS MINE!!!!! i swear, i'll write a book one day entitled this and all my readers (all, like, 14 of them) will be like, "Holy Crap! THAT'S KYOKRAZY214?! and you'll flip the cover over and you'll see a picture of me in the 'about section' and i will make a shout out to all my friends at gaia and you'll be like, "HOLY CRAP!!! THAT'S KYOKRAZY214?!?!? SHE'S SO HOT!!! (...jk, but wouldn't THAT be cool? for, me, at least) so yeah, i'll get back to this later.
well, i havn't written anything in a while. i think i was just lazy. actually, i had planned on writing another entry separate from this, but, as previously stated, i was too lazy. but, what i was going to say about this:
THE FOLLOWING IS A LONG PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. NOT PHILOSOPHICAL. KIND OF CRAPPY. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
there are always steroetypes about the geniuses that roam the halls of any school and how some people expect them to be wearing plaid pants with suspenders. well, maybe not to that extent, but you know what i mean.
i suppose, in elementary school, i was that sort of typical. definatly teachers pet. definatly smart (by school standards, because that's how we're judged. by how well we can memorize crap, right? but that's another entry) i was a goody-goody. i never really did much wrong.
in middle school, mostly the same. in fourth grade, i was tested for 'gifted' and i guess my IQ was high enough or something, so i ws offered to go to a special school that had a gifted program and even a 'special bus' that would haev picked me up each morning at my house and all the bells and whistles (i like saying all that jazz better) but i decided to stay at my school since all my friends were there plus, by staying there, i met one of my BF's anti-icarus, one year earlier. so in middle school, i went into the gifted program and it was so wierd. not wierd in a bda way, but it felt really normal. there were jocks, preps, goths, (all those lovely sterotypes) and even the geeks of gifted.
if i had to say which category i went into, it would be the geeks. but i never felt that i fit any category because i might dress preppy one day and then punk the next. come to think of it, i still do that today. the 'clique' of friends i made, including my other BF, immortal desires, seemed to creat a neutral group. at lunch, we called ourselves the rebound table because anyone who was having a fight with their own group would sit with us until that conflict was resolved.
i was still a goody-goody. for the most part. but if i got angry, i got angry. people reffered to me as a walking encyclopedia (that didn't bother my though)
the gifted classes were sort of separated from the rest of the school. i mean, we had a separate english, history, and science teacher that taught us. we still had regular classes, but our gifted classes were more...opinionated than others because it was basically a gathering of 30 passionate and 'bright' kids.
then, in highschool, it stopped. no more gifted. (in essence). no more special classes. no more special treatment. it was, in my opinion, a good thing. i mean, gifted just felt like normal classes but it was nice to be out of the stereotypes. all our former glory had been reduced to one letter a month from a 'gifted guidance cousnelor' and an L on our standardized tests under the ESE mark.
the gifted scattered. plenty changed groups, going in different directions. an for the most part, everyone adapted. i just recently got onto the topic with a friend of mine and i told her i was considered gifted. she just sort of stared at me and then i just looked at the room and pointed out the other seven or so student who were gifted and it kinda suprised me. i dont' really know why, but i guess i just sort of felt how someone does in a movie when they realize everyone around them has a boyfriend and she just found out. in a sense, 'they're everywhere!'. and u just don't realize it.
i guess what some people don't understand is that gifted doesn't mean nerd. and it, even to my suprise, doesn't mean good grades. there are so many areas where a person can excel.
i don't even know what my point to this entry was.
...i just liked the title.
 Qua Quidam · Wed Mar 19, 2008 @ 08:46pm · 2 Comments |
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