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dave s

here in Virginia, the state looks at the average scores - so running up the scores for the high-scoring students helps the school's image as much as does running up scores for the low scorers. Consequently, the incentives for our schools are to maximize scores for all students.

it actually seems to be working, the teachers are putting a lot of effort into teaching to the tests and the tests seem to be a pretty good match to what you'd want the kids to learn.

DarkoV

Whenever the words "kids", "special", &/or "gifted" collide, I shut the mouth and engage the mental replay of Bill Hicks' treatise on "Children" (from,among other cd's, http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000096FOC/ref=pd_art_ftr_2/102-7064083-5804910?v=glance&s=music

"Shock & Awe"). It calms me down and gives me a realistic perspective. I've got two kids; I try to stay away from the malestrom named "gifted kids".

MFS

Large groups of parents frighten me. Large groups of irate parents promoting their perfect children *really* frighten me. (And I speak from horrible experience: two years as the school board president for a private school in a tony neighborhood. I was an anomaly in so many ways, not the least of which was that tony I'm not.)

Don't such outcries rather remind you of the scene in Jackson's "The Lottery"? Someone must be holding the chip with the mark on it; someone's child will be deemed gifted and someone else's will not. (*head shaking*)

And folks wonder why we opted for a family-centered learning project.

Simple.

We don't want to be stoned.

On the flip side, at M-mv, we're following with interest the story of the "Gifties" who graduated one of Chicago's magnet schools. As columnist Neil Steinberg notes, "[L]et some gifted students express pride, and adults fret that they'll make the average kids feel bad. That's just tough; wait until real life gets ahold of them."

Thanks for your email message today. My thoughts on giftedness are like yours, a little wobbly. But on one thing I'm rock-steady: Parents like the ones you've describe -- folks engaged in the performance art of "power parenting" -- are creepy.

Let them run, O.L. Smaller class sizes will only benefit the students who remain.

kmsqrd

I was a 'gifted' kid. In elementary school it didn't mean a whole lot. The whole grade was together and then split for different parts of the school day so you could be in the reading group that moved a little slower and in the math group that moved through the cirriculum fairly quickly. Except for the year Mom pulled rank, it worked out well. By moving and shuffling us around as group A or B the class ended up being reasonably talored to our educational needs. As for being labeled gifted, it always felt more like a burden than a blessing.

Amy

We lived in southeast Florida (Tropicopolis) when my kids were little. The big kid tested as "gifted" in kindergarten. This meant a separate classroom with middle to upper middle class white kids whose parents could afford to have them tested repeatedly until they got into the program. All the parents knew which psychologists were "easiest" - coincidentally also often the most expensive. The percentage of children in the gifted program far exceeded the percentage of kids who could have an IQ over 130 if the bell curve held true. (115 for minorities.) I don't know if it was meeting the kids' needs for enrichment or whatever, though they seemed to have the best teachers and move through the material more quickly, but it was meeting the parents' needs.

One Christmas I wrote a spoof email catalog I circulated among friends called Gifts for the Gifted. It included Build Your Own Entrance Portfolio to Harvard, a Home Planetarium, a DNA kit for Backyard Cloning. I was being snide but some people thought it was real and wanted to know where they could buy the stuff for their kids. Anyway, most of it has become real, in a kind of weird way:

http://www.popsci.com/popsci/bown/2003/article/0,18881,537113,00.html

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