Cimorene

That's fabulous about the fossil. And sad about the math teacher. (What is it with the math teachers we had? D: )

I was an obsessive reader until I had T. For some reason, when I was pregnant, and for a year or so after, all I could read was fanfic. Now I can read other things too, and in fact rarely read fanfic. (Not sure what happened, there.) But I don't read as avidly as I used to. I don't know why, and it makes me kind of sad sometimes.

High school was great, mostly. I was surrounded by geeks and nerds and dorks and (mostly) good teachers. It was like a preview of college, except smaller. A good thing for an introvert.

S was really fortunate in his elementary school; he went to an Open Plan school where kids did self-directed learning and didn't get graded. He didn't get graded on anything until he hit high school, and by then he'd already acquired self-confidence and a love of learning. I'm really envious of that sometimes. (Not that I don't have a love of learning; it's the self-confidence that's lacking.)