the boy genius
Thursday, October 18, 2012
I know every mother in the world thinks her children are the smartest kids to ever walk this planet, but I'm not like most mothers, and all four of my kiddies are really quite brilliant. Especially my eldest son Nick, who is like boy genius/rocket scientist/something-something-physicist kind of smart.
Of course, I noticed how smart he was as soon as he was born. By the age of two, he had a rather extensive vocabulary. But it wasn't until he was in kindergarten that others started to take notice as well. His teacher would wait to hand him his worksheets until AFTER she finished passing them out to the rest of the class, because when she gave it to him any sooner, he was done by the time she finished handing out all of the worksheets. Even when he was the last to get his worksheet, he still managed to finish before any of his classmates. And not only were his answers always correct, his work was always very neat and detailed. At his kindergarten graduation, he recited a very long poem he memorized in just one week, impressing everyone in attendance that day. A certain local politician, who was in attendance that day, still talks about that poem every time he sees Nick.
When Nick started first grade, his teacher immediately noticed that there was something different about him, compared to the other kids in his class. "He likes to think outside of the box, and looks at things from a perspective that most people would never even consider." (I may be paraphrasing slightly.) When Nick finished second grade, that same teacher wanted Nick to skip third grade and go straight to fourth grade. As much as I liked the idea of being the mother of a real-life Doogie Howser, Hubby and I decided that we would just let Nick be a regular kid.
Over the years, Nick's continued academic excellence and intellect continues to amaze me. And sometimes it even amuses me.
Not too long ago, I walked in on a conversation Nick was having with Hope. I don't know exactly what they were talking about, but the conversation ended with Nick throwing his hands up in the air and exclaiming, "It was an ISOSCELES triangle!" Hope just stood there in all her teenage coolness and indifference, looking at her younger brother as if he were from another planet, while Nick was doubled over with uncontrollable laughter. I didn't understand the joke either, but the way I see it, any kid who can find humor in an isosceles triangle HAS to be some kind of a genius.
Nick is always asking questions too, and not just about science or whatever other topic he deems interesting at the moment. One time Nick asked me, "Mom, what's the nicest way to break up with a girl?" He didn't even have a girlfriend at the time! He just wanted to know for future reference.
I'm something of a genius myself, so I try to answer any and all questions the kiddies might have as best I can. If for some reason I don't know the answer, I consult my good friend, Señor Google.
But every once and a while, the kiddies come up with a question that I have no idea how to answer, like the time Nick asked me, "Mom, do you think I'm Einstein reincarnated?"
Where does he come up with this stuff?
And how do you even begin to respond to a question like that???
I wonder if Einstein's mom went through the same thing with little Albert?