I even made up a story in my mind that his giftedness was like a pair of huge invisable wings, that some teachers couldn't see. �All they could detect was the way those invisible wings knocked things over and made DS wobble when he walked. �Obviously there was almost no place to actually fly during the school day. �Even his parents were mostly concerned that he hold his wings politely in and not knock over the other children. �The wings would take care of themselves until the wonderful day when he could use them, right?
Well - things didn't turn out that way, and we got quite an education. �
We definitly need a word for 'gifted blindness' that is quite normal in this culture, perhaps that for another thread?
Smiles,
Trinity
