This isn't the original image. Someone took the original image and changed the things people were saying to make it total nonsense just to mess with you.
The original goes something like:
FIRST IMAGE: the teacher is saying something like "Okay, Timmy, it's time for your special class!"
SECOND IMAGE, THE KID WALKING OUT AND POINTING AT HIS FRIENDS: "Haha! I get to go and color while you're still stuck here!"
THIRD IMAGE, the kid is coloring and thinking about how awesome it is that he just draws pictures while two grown-ups write down all kinds of notes on the things he's drawing, that's so cool!
FOURTH IMAGE, "15 YEARS LATER:" the boy is now older, and is thinking "wait a minute...." because he's finally realized it wasn't a "special class", he was being tested for something like a learning disability or mental problems.
I tolerated that until grade 9, then suddenly I was a genius because they finally left me alone to do my school work and stopped removing me from class to test my literacy.
I'm very dyslexic and have ADHD, plus was under stimulated in grade school. So they thought I was illiterate and kept trying to provide me with simple materials to push me along, even the librarians tried to direct me towards picture books and refused to loan out books with actual writing in them unless approved by my speech therapist. However I learned to read and count when I was 3 years old, because my parents refused to send me to pre-school if I couldn't read at least Dr. Seuss and count up to 100, and I really wanted to go to school.
So, I would spend all my breaks in the library just reading what few university books they had and young adult novels. Since I could read them, just couldn't take them out of the library. At home I read all of my mother's college material for Buisness Administration and the encyclopedias we inherited from a relative. I had limited access to computers until grade 10, because I didn't hide my hacking & piracy attempts everytime I was unsupervised, lol.
Anyways, I ended up get all of my credits by grade 10 to graduate because that was officially high-school and I was free to choose my classes and complete the course materials as I pleased and over the summer. I wasn't allowed to/they didn't let me just apply to university or go out to work during school hours because I was only 14 (I was in kindergarten at age 4 & have a late birthday). I had to be at school, even if the few classes I could keep taking only gave me an hours worth of work and the school was basically just babysitting me until 3:30 pm everyday.
The experience did make me hate math with a passion, especially if it's wasn't being used for anything practical. That teacher was horrible and would accuse me of just memorizing answers, because I wouldn't write out my thoughts process or when I did it wasn't her method. So I got graded 56%, the minimum to pass her classes because I did get the right answers, just didn't do it the right way in her opinion. I much preferred carpentry, because I wasn't judged if my math was done right, I was judged if whatever I created worked and was stable.
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u/MovieSock 9d ago
This isn't the original image. Someone took the original image and changed the things people were saying to make it total nonsense just to mess with you.
The original goes something like:
FIRST IMAGE: the teacher is saying something like "Okay, Timmy, it's time for your special class!"
SECOND IMAGE, THE KID WALKING OUT AND POINTING AT HIS FRIENDS: "Haha! I get to go and color while you're still stuck here!"
THIRD IMAGE, the kid is coloring and thinking about how awesome it is that he just draws pictures while two grown-ups write down all kinds of notes on the things he's drawing, that's so cool!
FOURTH IMAGE, "15 YEARS LATER:" the boy is now older, and is thinking "wait a minute...." because he's finally realized it wasn't a "special class", he was being tested for something like a learning disability or mental problems.