A smarty pants.
He's made honor roll, straight A's, this whole year so far.
In fact, I don't feel like he's really being challenged.
Two of his teachers have recommended him for GT testing.
So, I've been filling out forms for testing.
They ask ridiculous questions.
Does he recall and quickly master information?
Does he pursue topics or tasks that interest him?
Does he strive for perfection or is self-critical?
Does he offer unusual, unique, clever responses or products?
Is he sensitive and aware of others' feelings?
Does he display a keen or unique sense of humor?
and so on...
It makes my brain hurt.
I wanted to share with the GT program how entrapenurial is he.
How, he has been taking Smarties to school to sell to kids, selling them for fifty cents a pack.
Did you know that kids are into smoking smartees right now?
Well, they don't really SMOKE them.
They crush them up, then puff them like smoke.
It's weird.
Wikipedia had this to say:
Pop Culture
In 2009 youth began to "smoke smarties". "Smoking smarties" consists of grinding up smarties while still in the wrapper, opening both ends of the pack and then inhaling the dust, much like smoking a cigar. The dust is then tasted in the mouth and released. Or the candy dust can be blown out of the nostrils. Some doctors are concerned that "smoking smarties" could have negative health effects that include infection and allowing maggots to grow in the nasal passages by eating the sugar.
But, apparently they're in high demand.
So, my son recognized this, bought them at the grocery store for a cheap price and is now making money.
I guess you could say he's a dealer.
Yikes.
I don't think the GT program needs to hear about this...
My other ideas for this post title were:
Smartie Pants
My Smartie Pants can smoke your Smartie Pants
Smartie Smokin.
Smarties.
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