He has an amazing memory. So, when he was 13 or so, he got to have his glory day. When he was 12, he was the lead in the middle-school drama club play. He didn't try out for the lead the next year so that another kid could have a turn... and the other kid, unfortunately, got suspended for possession of mj three days before the play was scheduled to begin. My son had a smaller role, but he had memorized the lead role just from hearing it, so the drama teacher met with him a couple of times to block out his moves, then he performed, perfectly, a few days later.
He got a standing ovation, and, yeah, I was crying.
I did all right by him when he was younger. I never knew how... overpowering love could be till I had kids and wanted to protect them.
He's on his own now, but can't find a decent job because, while he has all these amazing skills, he not very... practically skilled... that's the best way I know how to put it. He did develop a lesson plan in consultation with a teacher and taught, as an extra-curricular thing, French to elementary students where he attended elementary school. (He learned basic Chinese in elementary school hearing it taught to other students in the same activity room.) He tutors college students in French, too, but none of that is enough to survive.
He just told me he applied for the Peace Corp. Sort of freaks me out b/c he's very trusting of people, can't drive, doesn't always read social cues... so that scares me, but I can't make his decisions for him - and who knows if he'll actually be chosen.
= new reply since forum marked as read
