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When I grew up, I was diagnosed as "hyperactive", the term at the time for ADHD. Ritalin, mellaril, etc for medications. My mom took me to Le Bonheur regularly. The doctors there spent my time with visits dragging in new residents to show me off, reading college-level texts aloud while I was in fourth grade.

I wasn't disruptive in class, I was freakin' BORED. I was FAR above my classmates in knowledge, retention and comprehension. Ms. Brown, my black 4th-grade teacher, wisely put me in a corner or usually the hallway doing 6th and 7th-grade studies, which still weren't much challenge, but better. After we moved to middle TN, in 6th grade at a model school, my teacher told my mom that she was scared of me-NOT in a violent way either, just because she felt she couldn't teach me (yet, she did!).

I'm not trying to toot my own horn at all. I'm describing a descent in teaching. I was fortunate to have great teachers who would go the extra mile to keep me engaged and learning when I soaked knowledge like a sponge and it came very naturally for me. You will not find that anymore. They teach barely enough for the lowest common denominator. Many kids of ALL races are not kept engaged and don't live up to their potential.

My mother fell for all that Dr. Spock BS in the 60s, and that was the beginning of bad parenting among those parents who actually cared but got bad advice. Thank God Almighty that my dad grew up during the Depression and was old-fashioned enough to believe in hard work and discipline, and he didn't allow my mom to ruin me. However, that old-fashioned attitude did fail my sister, who was coddled too much because he took it too easy on her, gave her stuff that he wouldn't give me (such as her first car) and let mom raise her.
Lord, I could have written that! Except, I've recently had confirmed that om on the Autism spectrum. Pretty weird at 65 years old to find a big part of the answers to why I never fit in, was so far ahead of grade level from kindergarten on, and being INTJ and on the spectrum, I had zero interest in the little social dramas. Fortunately, I had teachers who did what they could... in the first 6 weeks of second grade, I completely finished through the 5th or 6th grade level( can't remember! It was the last century! ) of a program called SRA (scan, read, answer, IIRC, and I probably do. Weird brain)... it got my reading speed up to around 500 wpm.

After that, the teachers sort of ignored me, gave me free run of the library and pretended not to see that I was reading under the desk while she was teaching. A couple had been embarrassed when they "caught" me "not paying attention ". I protested that I was too paying attention, so she asked me what she had said. And I repeated it almost word for word until she turned red and told me to sit down and shut up!

Yeah, I was a snarky little brat at times, especially when being called a liar!

My home situation was the reverse of yours... we were essentially raised by our mom... typical early 60's suburban lifestyle. And she had family issues, so I was held to account or blamed for stuff my 3 year younger brother got away with over and over. Turned out he's a sociopath.

Yeah, schools are darned near useless. And at times, very dangerous.

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