I was moved from 6th to 7th grade mid-year. I was well ahead in all my classes, and I had the highest scores on the standardized tests. The principal presented it to my parents that I was getting into trouble because of boredom, which is possible, but I think he just wanted me out of his school. I was well advanced in math, because the school was using a self-paced “math lab” open classroom, and I and another kid had sort of a contest going to see who could exhaust the material the fastest. We would actually get in trouble for running to get the next assignment. I was a good reader too, but spelling always has been a bitch for me.
It didn’t turn out too well at first. Junior high kids are the worst as far as bullying. The only kid I knew well in the new school was my next door neighbor who was hanging out with a pretty rough crowd, as in switchblades, brass knuckles and MJ…yes in 7th grade. I didn’t get into any of that stuff, so of course they viewed me as a goody-two-shoes, while the popular kids saw me hanging out with the hoods, so I was shunned by them as well. The jocks were the worst by far, and I never had a smidgen of interest in sports, even though I had played little-league and enjoyed it previously. It didn’t help at all that puberty came late for me. Yes, the boys locker rooms were all open with communal showers, so gym class mostly sucked, except for the swimming and archery units where I excelled due to previous experience,which really pissed off the Jocks when I’d put all my arrows in the bullseye. It seemed like many of the teachers took their cues from the popular kids as far as how they treated students, one even went in for some physical bullying. All in all it made for a pretty strong inferiority complex. Especially with girls.
I finally got a late growth spurt my senior year, (I was 5’10" on my first driver’s license at 16, and 6’5" when I stopped growing at 20 or so) made friends with the school valedictorian, and was finally able to do some extra-curricular stuff as a Senior. A little after I graduated, I was able to get up the nerve to ask out a girl I had a crush on.
College ended up being a great experience for me. I went to a urban extension campus of a state school (University of Colorado at Denver). A lot of the students were working and going to school part time, so ages were all over the place. There were few cliques and really nobody was BMOC. I was in an engineering program, and I don’t think anyone finished in only 4 years…so I lost the year I gained, and left college right at the normal age.
The campus was non-residential, so I lived with my parents. I worked part time at a department store (Montgomery Ward) all through college, so there was no wild partying through college. I think I ended up getting a lot more out of it than most of the engineers I have worked with over the years. They don’t seem to have retained much if they ever got it in the first place. As a result it has been pretty easy to shine technically. All those years of being an outcast really make me hate office politics though, and I have have little interest in, nor talent for management.
