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Originally Posted by DMcCunney
Nah. Think semaphores.
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how silly of me. i should have guessed.
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Originally Posted by DMcCunney
I never had that problem. Mine was blitzing through school books in about two weeks, then getting in trouble for reading other material in class. (Though one English teacher I remember fondly introduced me to Tolkien, deciding that if I was going to read extra-curricular stuff in class, she would at least point me at stuff worth reading...)
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Dennis
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when i first started school, i knew how to read and the other children didn't. the only school work i can remember from that year was coloring in those blue copies (what were those called again ?? you made them on a machine with a drum, and you turned a crank to make the copies manually) of pictures of numerals, with a corresponding number of frogs, or rabbits, or apples, or what have you. i was reeeeeally bored.
the teacher didn't know what to do with me, so she put me at a little table by myself in the book corner and gave me blank notebooks to write my own stories in. she also had a box of laminated cards with educational activities on them that i could do ; this was the most sophisticated program she had for "gifted" students. i only stayed at that school for one year ; after that i went to a school which was more experimental and not intimated by a little kid who already knew how to read
; they managed to find things for me to do that were on an appropriate level.
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Originally Posted by RickyMaveety
My teachers were wonderful about letting me do extracurricular stuff in class. Most all of them were even fine about me setting my own pace in most subjects, and doing math while they did reading, or vice versa. But, I think they were mostly happy just to have one student in class who was always (1) quiet, (2) hard at work, and (3) who tested off the charts.
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heh... yes, i also was always doing whatever i wanted in school. it was a lot more interesting. and since i also fulfilled the three criteria, the teachers were happy too. although i do remember that one of them was always harassing me because during the recess i would sit on the steps and read, instead of running around the playground screaming my head off. she would tell me not to sit there, because the concrete was cold and i would get "chillblains". i'm still not exactly sure what chillblains are. i never got any. i got through a lot of books during those recesses though.
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Originally Posted by Patricia
I had finished all the school reading texts by the time I was eight. So they just let me have the run of the library.
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the library was my favorite place in the world, when i was a child. i think if they had let me, i would have lived there.