Random Recollections V

09/24/08

V

"During my early grade school years and before, the teacher at our little country school lived during the week with Grandpa and Aunty Mabel.
I suppose because of having two older brothers I was able to read and write before I was old enough to go to school. I’m sure the school board or somebody with the proper authority must have given consent, because I was allowed to start first grade in the spring of the same year I should have started in the following September. Jerry Flugum had been in grade one all year and they passed me along with him into second grade that fall. I remained a year ahead of other students my age and never thought much about it until I reached high school and wanted to date and go places like my classmates. Sometimes I was told I was too young to keep up with them socially and I would argue that I kept up with them in class and felt I should be allowed to keep up with them socially as well."

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Does that sound like, "I am sixteen years old and just as stubborn as you are"?

Here is more evidence for the foolishness of "lock-step" grades in teaching people. It is what you know and can learn, not how old you are, that matters.