The one good thing about gifted pull-out was that you didn't have to do the soul-deadening work the rest of your class was doing while you were out. (Or maybe we did, and I just blew it off.) And at least our teacher was nice, and could hold an intelligent conversation with us. Plus, she had books in her classroom that you couldn't find in the school library.

In my memory, we did spend an awful lot of time doing Hinky Pinkys and the like, though.

...pronounced like the long vowel and first letter of the alphabet...