My daughter was invited to take the
tests for the talent search for the Johns Hopkins Center for TalentedYouth.
Yay – yikes! Holy projection of
stress onto my child!
So, there is the Spatial Test Battery,
and then another standardized test for ye old above grade level
achievement whoza whatsa. It's the STB that's getting me all worked
up.
Emile and Lucy and I constructed our own block manipulation problems with Legos
Wouldn't I have loved
to take that test as a kid?
Really. I would have.
And, because parenthood is a constant losing crisis of not keeping my own feelings out of it, how can I make sure my daughter does well?
Really. I would have.
And, because parenthood is a constant losing crisis of not keeping my own feelings out of it, how can I make sure my daughter does well?
The
spiral goes like this: we don't allow video games in our house
because it always and inevitably leads to melt down hell in our
children, which means she's undertrained by a decade of playing
Minecraft, as all her peers will have under their belts, so we must
prep, which requires much research on Mama's part...
Do you
see my screws coming loose?
From the JHU CTY STB DSMV