Day in the Life of an Idiot

UGH.

The one large thing his teacher overlooked is that Mason is a VERY emotionally mature and aware individual. (exhibit A: I babysat him once when he was three or four and he came up to me and said "I'm sad." A:"Mason, why are you sad?" M:"Because Mom and Ima are gone." A:"You know they'll be back." M:"Yes I know. I'm still sad." A 3-4 being able to explain that? Incredible.)

Being a genius doesn't only mean elevated booksmarts. It's elevated brain function in general. I understand some things being too scary, but he knows exactly when to stop reading/watching/looking at things. BECAUSE HE'S MATURE. I'm furious with that teacher. I do not want Mason to end up bored because he's too ashamed of his ability. I know what boredom in schools does (exhibit B: my own brother who out-scored the valedictorian of his class in the SATs but dropped out shortly thereafter).

One thing I can say is that with such excellent and encouraging parents, plus his overall attitude/awesomeness, Mason is sure to stay interested. I just wish teachers wouldn't make decisions like that for children. Grr.