Hi, Guys & Dolls!
So... There are a few things that I've learned about myself in the last 2 years. Just bare with me here...
First, I wanna announce that I have finally registered for my first year of college! Community college, but hey, it's a start. I know that my SG profile has always said "student" or whatever, but I'm not & I can explain... I've been trying to get inside of my own head these past couple of years & I've done a lot of Googling & article reading & I found out that I have something called a Jonah Complex. That means that I have a deep fear of how great I can be if I work on myself. There's honestly no other explanation for why I am the way that I am. (Here comes the "mamona"...) I've always been smart. VERY smart. My mother had me tested. I never like telling people this story cuz I feel like no one believes me... but I'm supposed to be unique & weird, right, SG Land? Ok. Don't laugh at me... When I was in kindergarten, my mom was constantly being called to parent-teacher conferences. My mom said that my teacher kept praising her for having such a bright child. She said that there was really nothing she could teach me. I was already reading to my class everyday. My teacher recommended to my mom that she take me to be tested by the school district. I remember her asking me if I was ready for a challenge. Of course I was. I was 5 years old. I was fearless. I don't remember much about the test itself,but I remember that I had to sit with a woman in a nice dress at a short round table in my school's library while my mom sat in the hallway. I remember always looking back at a shelf & focusing on this book about a little blue beetle. It was so cute. I wanted to read the book so bad. I don't know if I ever did. After the test was done, I got to go home. Apparently, I finished the test faster than they expected. The next thing I remember is being in another conference with my mom, my grandpa & other school people. My mom seemed very happy. She cried a little. I remember my grandpa getting kinda upset. I don't remember much else. They wanted to place me in a higher grade level. Much higher. 6th grade. My mom was so proud! My grandpa said it wasn't a good idea. He said I wouldn't be growing & learning with kids my own age & it could be damaging. I dunno. So... my mom didn't let them move me. I was so mad. Why be smart if I can't be smart? So I guess I kinda dumbed myself down after a couple of years. School wasn't challenging enough. I stopped trying. My family always made fun of me for talking to them about new things I learned. "You're such a nerd!" "You know everything, don't you?" I know now that they were jealous that I was already smarter than them, even as a child. I hated being smart. Isn't that just ridiculous? Anyway... I don't like to be great at anything because I always get critized for it. Now I realize that I am great. Period. I'm going to school & I'm gonna be even greater. I always resented my grandpa for holding me back. I never understood his reasoning. Maybe now that my son is exactly like me & I'm taking him to get tested soon, I'll understand. I made up my mind a long time ago about whether or not I'd let them advance him. I definitely would. I'll live vicariously through him. Hahaha! I know that this is kinda unbelievable, but...
"If I tell you I'm good, you'll think I'm gloating. If I tell you I'm bad, you'll know I'm lying." - Bruce Lee
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- Love, Chuco
