Though he had an IQ well above 125, the dark-haired ten-year-old boy had his teachers at San Francisco's Roosevelt Junior High School near despair. Day after day he would blurt out answers he knew were wrong, was so bored with his lessons that he rarely bothered to do them. His teachers had a name for him: he was just one more "gifted drifter."
In Des Moines's Roosevelt High School another bright boy had a different problem. He did his work conscientiously, but he usually kept mum in class because he "didn't want to be the one who always knew the answer."
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