I stopped doing that around the seventh grade or so because I was always very annoyed at how poorly the textbooks were structured. I always thought I could do better.
A seventh grade English teacher of mine was very upset when I rearranged her teaching rubric for the semester. It, however, did make for a very amusing parent teacher conference and an even more amusing discussion on the ride home.
“Honey, when you’re smarter than other people, especially adults, it’s rude to let them know it.”
That was the first time I saw that my parents were jealous of me. It was also my introduction to the fact that both of my parents were malignant narcissists.
Idk I had my parents have to have a similar conversation with me and it wasn’t them being jealous or narcissistic, it was me being rude to adults because I was smarter than them. Learning to not rub my intelligence in people’s faces was a valuable skill
Oh, my parents definitely needed to have that conversation with me, and they were correct. But my parents were definitely jealous, and they are definitely both malignant narcissists.
As a kid who spent the first month of every semester reading the entire textbook because class was boring, yeah I’d abuse that tool
I stopped doing that around the seventh grade or so because I was always very annoyed at how poorly the textbooks were structured. I always thought I could do better.
A seventh grade English teacher of mine was very upset when I rearranged her teaching rubric for the semester. It, however, did make for a very amusing parent teacher conference and an even more amusing discussion on the ride home.
“Honey, when you’re smarter than other people, especially adults, it’s rude to let them know it.”
That was the first time I saw that my parents were jealous of me. It was also my introduction to the fact that both of my parents were malignant narcissists.
Idk I had my parents have to have a similar conversation with me and it wasn’t them being jealous or narcissistic, it was me being rude to adults because I was smarter than them. Learning to not rub my intelligence in people’s faces was a valuable skill
Oh, my parents definitely needed to have that conversation with me, and they were correct. But my parents were definitely jealous, and they are definitely both malignant narcissists.