@spendius,
spendius wrote:Can you provide a couple of examples of how you confuted your teachers Dave?
As it stands it could easily be a fictional representation of the joys of nerdism. We need some evidence.
A selective memory functioning in the service of the glorification of the self can easily produce what you have written.
When I was 12, our class was commanded that each student
USE the library
to take a book for review n analysis. I took one on elementary nuclear physics.
It was fun; I loved it. I took out some more of them,
concerning atomic and molecular theory. We chanced to have
a course in that in our next semester's science class.
From my personal studies, I had some information that the teacher lacked.
For the first time in my (or our) academic experience,
I challenged the science teacher several times on different points
over a period of a few weeks. Our differences were resolved
by recourse to an encyclopedia that we had in the classroom.
Some kids were sent to check it; I remember them saying:
"Davy 's right!" on multiple occasions.
The other students reacted as tho I had turned water into solid
GOLD,
audibly gasping as tho saying: "What?? that
can 't HAPPEN!" whenever it did.
A kid knows more than the teacher? anomaly beyond their imaginations.
I had fun with it; thay loved it. The teacher was happy at our academic interest.
When I was in the 4th grade, age 9 in Mrs. Krauss' class,
I wondered what was in the back of our history book.
Lo and
BEHOLD: it was the
US Constitution.
While Mrs. K was teaching history, I was reading it.
It took me several days worth of classes to get thru it.
It was simple (q.v.) and
VERY interesting.
I almost fell off my seat, when I got to the Second Amendment.
I remembered the gun control of NY.
At age 12, in Mr. Tanner's class in the 7th grade, we studied the Constitution.
I loved discussing n debating it in class. Again, disputes were resolved
by recourse to the trusty Encyclopedia,
as well as to the text of the Constitution itself.
I 'd learned a little something about it b4.
(Constitutional Law was also my favorite course in Law School.)
I also had an interest in current events
and in right wing political ideology relative to recent history
which moved me to more private reading.
At age 15, I thawt I almost killed our history teacher
(who was a Roosevelt lover), when I challenged Roosevelt's loyalty.
He looked like he was going to fall down with a heart attack, in front of me;
(a rotund, corpulent fellow) labored breathing, heavy perspiration.
He threw me out of his class, permanently.
I had thawt that he had a more robust ego than proved to be the case.
The earlier teachers had been good sports.
spendius wrote:How did your nerdism perform when up against the authority of vibrant females?
That did not help.
I had an approach-avoidance reaction, when I was 13, to a young lady
of very singular beauty & elegant manners, descended of the Austrian Aristocracy, named Joyce.
I knew not of approach-avoidance reactions for another 5 years,
when my psychology professor explained it in college.
Chronic emotional torment resulted of several decades' duration.
I committed
boredom on Joyce.
I 'd have had a happier life if we 'd never met.
She made social overtures to me (very unexpectedly), but later lost interest,
which remains the
status quo. I tried, unsuccessfully, to impress her
with my Mensa membership when I re-contacted her, 3O some years ago.
At that time, I was on the Board of Directors.
I tried to entice her to a large New York Mensa Regional Gathering,
of which I was the Treasurer. That effort was a
RESOUNDING FAILURE, from lack of interest.
She simply did not care, about
THAT, nor about me. O, well; u win some n u lose some.
Anyway, I have not found nerdism to be helpful with the fair sex.
David
