The Weird Kid In Class
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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The brightest girl in town
I grew up in a small village to the east of Rotterdam, Holland. This has no significance whatsovever for the story, but i just thought i'dd tell you.
In the first grade of primary school, i was in the same class as a girl called Claudette.
She was brilliant. Never scored under 100% on any test or whatever assignment we got. She skipped a grade after the first year, then skipped another grade after the third year. Went to secundary school aged 11 and graduated at age 15 (whereas normal people graduate that type of secundary school aged 18.
I sort of lost track of her after primary school, but because she was in the same secundary school as a friend of mine, i heard the stories nonetheless.
Fastforward to 1997 or something. I run into someone i haven't seen in 10+ years and after some "what have you been up to " chitchat somehow the coversation turns to Claudette.
Turns out that from age 17, when she had just enrolled in some kindof prestigeous college programme for young geniusses, she completely collapsed, spent a decade in mental institutions on heavy antidepressants and had tried to commit suicide more than once.
So much for being a genius.
( , Mon 22 Jan 2007, 13:41, Reply)
I grew up in a small village to the east of Rotterdam, Holland. This has no significance whatsovever for the story, but i just thought i'dd tell you.
In the first grade of primary school, i was in the same class as a girl called Claudette.
She was brilliant. Never scored under 100% on any test or whatever assignment we got. She skipped a grade after the first year, then skipped another grade after the third year. Went to secundary school aged 11 and graduated at age 15 (whereas normal people graduate that type of secundary school aged 18.
I sort of lost track of her after primary school, but because she was in the same secundary school as a friend of mine, i heard the stories nonetheless.
Fastforward to 1997 or something. I run into someone i haven't seen in 10+ years and after some "what have you been up to " chitchat somehow the coversation turns to Claudette.
Turns out that from age 17, when she had just enrolled in some kindof prestigeous college programme for young geniusses, she completely collapsed, spent a decade in mental institutions on heavy antidepressants and had tried to commit suicide more than once.
So much for being a genius.
( , Mon 22 Jan 2007, 13:41, Reply)
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