I did run into that a bit with Mrs. Davis, the Dragon Lady of Calculus. She was for some reason convinced I shouldn't take the AB B/C level test, even thought I was making 99's in her class AND the B/C test would give me an A/B subscore so it wasn't like I was shooting myself in the foot by not taking the easier one. Yet she encouraged a whole pack of boys, who were making the same grades, to take it. Yay, internalized misogyny?
My great moment of victory in that class was actually another "bored and reading" story, when we were going over the same basic concept for the 3rd day in a row. Mrs. Davis was usually pretty cool with letting us work at our own level, not requiring us to do the homework if we already felt we got it, etc., so I guess my sitting at the front of the class openly reading a novel must have been obnoxious as hell. About half way through working a problem on the board, she got tired of it and thought she'd call me out for not paying attention, so she looked over and said "Guinevere, what's the square root of 3?" (which was the next operation). I glanced up, said "It's 1.732," and went back to reading. Fortunately she knew a lost cause when she saw one and stopped bothering me. I chalked that up as a major win in the "Yes I CAN pay attention and read at the same time, thanks" column.
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My great moment of victory in that class was actually another "bored and reading" story, when we were going over the same basic concept for the 3rd day in a row. Mrs. Davis was usually pretty cool with letting us work at our own level, not requiring us to do the homework if we already felt we got it, etc., so I guess my sitting at the front of the class openly reading a novel must have been obnoxious as hell. About half way through working a problem on the board, she got tired of it and thought she'd call me out for not paying attention, so she looked over and said "Guinevere, what's the square root of 3?" (which was the next operation). I glanced up, said "It's 1.732," and went back to reading. Fortunately she knew a lost cause when she saw one and stopped bothering me. I chalked that up as a major win in the "Yes I CAN pay attention and read at the same time, thanks" column.