Since I was a very small kid, I have always considered myself better and much brighter than most of my peers. In my overall performances, I tend to outwit others. Dad will put more responsibility on me and even recognize me as brighter compared to my other siblings.
Which could probably be the reason why I tend to get cocky and quite arrogant. Okay, maybe very. Anyway, I was reading Reader's Digest newest edition and this article on How to Recognize a Gifted Child [Feb 2008, page 138] piqued my interest. Highly.
A gifted child is not a genius and does not have to know everything or do things out of the ordinary, such as play the piano at the age of two or speak several languages at the age of three.
They are basically differentiated from others in their ability to learn much faster and go more deeply into subjects. Some of the characteristic of a gifted child are:
They generally walk and speak before their first year of age.
Dad said I walked at 9 month-old and talk fluently at 14.
They tend to use very rich language and adult-like vocabulary.
He recalled when we went for my first flight when I was around 2-3 years old. I talked and talked and talked on the plane; he said the passengers kept smiling and commenting.
I think they wanted me to stop, but hey, who has the heart to stop a cute chattering child?
They easily remember and understand the information they are given.
Hmm, I suppose I am when I was a kid. Now at the age of 17+, I have the penchant for forgetting things.
They generate a great quantity of idea and solutions to problems.
Yeah, sure I do! Do you know that 1+4=5? And so are 2+3, 1x5, square root of 25, 40/8, 39-34...
They have a well-developed sense of humour.
No comment.
They have a great deal of curiosity, which makes them question everything.
I question a lot of things, which ultimately put me in a whole lot of problem with the school authorities. Plus it made me question the lack of intelligence in the current federal leaders.
They usually worry about the problem in the world.
For one, I'm worried of the around-the-corner general election. God, please don't let Barisan Nasional take over Kelantan. We are rioting if they do.
They adore reading.
^_^ Number one hobby.
They like complicated board games.
Oh, yeah! Not that I'm any good, but I enjoy teasing my brain.
They are leaders.
I am a Choleric. We are born leaders, double duh~
They persevere [They concentrate on a task and persist until they finish it].
I'm still working on the same problem I had since kindergarten; impressing my big bro.
They have a high level of self-judgement, demand much of themselves, and tend to be dissatisfied.
A life-long problem of mine. When I make any mistakes, even the simplest of it, I know and I talk myself out of it. But then, people will come and advise me about it.
You see, I despise being advised because I hate hearing the same thing all over again. Heck, I even get annoyed when the telly airs the same show all over. Like, be original, folks!
They prefer to work independently and do not need much help.
Yeah, better leave all the hard thing to yourself since most people can't do half a decent job as I can.
They are vulnerable to the rejection of their classmates.
Hmm... That's a different issue. I rather not talk about it.
2 comments:
dammit, u sound soooo arrogant!
grow up, grr!
oh, right. i'm commenting after years that piece was written :P
have we really grown? i feel like i'm becoming the same old berlagak kid writing this original post -_-
haha dun kill me
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