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That CAN'T be true! / Re: What is Learning
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Well, I must either be a special case, or I must have learning difficulties. I had a hard time learning from my teachers unless I said nothing, asked questions at the rate of once a week, and made sure I'd done my homework.
I now think part of my difficulty was that I could see what the script was, I understood the game perhaps a bit better than they did. I in fact perceived resentment, they were unhappy about the presence of a boy with what must have seemed to them to be a kind of second sight. An awareness that other students didn't have and were easier to deal with.
I suppose I should have been at a better kind of high school than the one I went to, which tended to output young men with the right attitude. It was a boys-only school. I was likely the kid with the highest IQ there. I hated being intelligent for a while and started to wish I was dumb, so I would fit in better.
So these days, having reassured myself several times over that I did get an education. and that I'm still the best teacher I know, I'm still using my brain, my intelligence, to learn stuff I know I don't understand but would like to.
I just know that I'm better at learning by myself, and this is easier if I am all by myself, no other people with distracting, but possibly very interesting facts. Anyone who has tried to tell me anything like, you should be glad you have a high IQ, has no idea what they're saying.
What I've just posted would be plenty of fuel for people I've known, to attack my opinion, of myself. It's too much for them somehow, but it's all true I'm sorry. My official IQ score is a number, and I know it's lower than the real one because I decided to stop doing the test way back then. For some reason.
My Stanford-Binet score was 135. But I have a reasonable idea of how big the gap is. And I'm not telling so nyah nyah.
So. what is intelligence? To me, given my experience, it's a thing parents are proud of but have little idea what to do about. Having an official result, as they must have been convinced at test time, would cement this. We have a smart kid, what the hell do we do with him? I know, let's brag about it so we cause him lots of embarrassment and make him wish he wasn't!
Thanks, Mum, Dad. Hey by the way, are people scared of smart kids? I want to find out, ok? I want revenge for this travesty that just played out, in the name of something vague, formless and totally irrational. Perhaps they both eventually came to an understanding don't mess with smart people if you aren't. Hey, I still loved them, I just had to deal with the intelligence gap all the time. The one they so helpfully uncovered for all to see.
I'm not really bitter, I'm just venting because it was in fact, pathetic. Like people clinging to an idea, of you. It can't change, it has to be a fixed idea, Nailed to a sort of cross-like thing, you know.
I now think part of my difficulty was that I could see what the script was, I understood the game perhaps a bit better than they did. I in fact perceived resentment, they were unhappy about the presence of a boy with what must have seemed to them to be a kind of second sight. An awareness that other students didn't have and were easier to deal with.
I suppose I should have been at a better kind of high school than the one I went to, which tended to output young men with the right attitude. It was a boys-only school. I was likely the kid with the highest IQ there. I hated being intelligent for a while and started to wish I was dumb, so I would fit in better.
So these days, having reassured myself several times over that I did get an education. and that I'm still the best teacher I know, I'm still using my brain, my intelligence, to learn stuff I know I don't understand but would like to.
I just know that I'm better at learning by myself, and this is easier if I am all by myself, no other people with distracting, but possibly very interesting facts. Anyone who has tried to tell me anything like, you should be glad you have a high IQ, has no idea what they're saying.
What I've just posted would be plenty of fuel for people I've known, to attack my opinion, of myself. It's too much for them somehow, but it's all true I'm sorry. My official IQ score is a number, and I know it's lower than the real one because I decided to stop doing the test way back then. For some reason.
My Stanford-Binet score was 135. But I have a reasonable idea of how big the gap is. And I'm not telling so nyah nyah.
So. what is intelligence? To me, given my experience, it's a thing parents are proud of but have little idea what to do about. Having an official result, as they must have been convinced at test time, would cement this. We have a smart kid, what the hell do we do with him? I know, let's brag about it so we cause him lots of embarrassment and make him wish he wasn't!
Thanks, Mum, Dad. Hey by the way, are people scared of smart kids? I want to find out, ok? I want revenge for this travesty that just played out, in the name of something vague, formless and totally irrational. Perhaps they both eventually came to an understanding don't mess with smart people if you aren't. Hey, I still loved them, I just had to deal with the intelligence gap all the time. The one they so helpfully uncovered for all to see.
I'm not really bitter, I'm just venting because it was in fact, pathetic. Like people clinging to an idea, of you. It can't change, it has to be a fixed idea, Nailed to a sort of cross-like thing, you know.