When I was growing up, I excelled in school. I still do now in my final year of college. It is undeniable that my success in school is partially due to the fact that I am diligent at putting substance into my assignments and responsible with completing assignments on time. But, most of the time, I do not have to work too hard to get good grades and if I did I knew that I did not need to do so. Many different people in my life- parents, sisters, friends, bosses, acquaintances, etc.- have remarked that I was smart or gifted. But I always just shrugged off the compliments because I am uncomfortable with receiving compliments, I was trying to be modest and I never really believed in “being gifted.”
A month ago, a close friend of mine and I were eating dinner and watching TV. She randomly asked me during a commercial break if I thought I was gifted. I gave the question some thought and then confidently replied, “Yes.” I, then, asked her the same question. She said, “No.” I asked her why she thought that. She said, “Because I don’t do well in school.” I replied with a mild look of surprise, “Well, doing well in school has nothing to do with being gifted.” She said, “But you get such high grades. I don’t know how to do that.” I replied, “That’s because I was trained to get high grades. I know what teachers want.” We ended the conversation with her saying, “That’s true.” I didn’t give the conversation any immediate analysis and continued watching TV.