I was going through some old files at my Mother’s house and ran across my 3rd grade report card. Like most from my era, I was a victim of the public schools. For the entire year, all four semesters, I get nothing but perfect marks (of course), but then I see this one exception: a section that at first glance has a check mark out of place.
“Is Improving”? On the category labeled, Expresses thoughts well in writing?
Now I realize she was a public school teacher. Her grasp of reality was, therefore, skewed even back then. Still, the only imperfect item all year that I get graded down on is Expresses thoughts well in writing?
Note: As broadcast worldwide on C-Span a few years ago, I learned to read when I was 4. I routinely read books to my Kindergarten class years before this report card came out.
Question for You
Do you think I should send her one of my more than 85 books, all published by major publishing houses, translated into major languages all around the world?
Perhaps one of these for example?
Or… perhaps one of these?
And to think, this was the third grade. As I said, and as none of you would doubt, I was exceptional L-O-N-G before the third grade…
Except I was Not Exceptional in the Second Grade
I was exceptional everywhere except the second grade. Because I skipped second grade.
I was promoted from first to third. I wasn’t subjected to the second grade .
Note: Skipping a grade was only a problem when I hit my first year in High School and was the only one who couldn’t drive the entire year.
Hope for the Hopeless
So can we learn a lesson from all this?
Like Bill Gates, if you do badly in school you might just be a great success.
If your teachers said you couldn’t write, you possibly could become the greatest author this generation has ever seen. Like me.