The following is a personal essay reflecting the opinions of the author.A few years ago, Michael, a nine-year-old boy, was brought to my office by his parents.
Mom and Dad seemed comfortable when I greeted them in the waiting room, and they easily conversed as they followed me back to my office.
They joked with Michael, and he appeared at ease.After talking for a few minutes, I asked them, “So, why did you bring Michael to see me?“The teachers say that he has a lot of trouble staying focused in the classroom,” his mom responded. “They say that he is very bright but doesn’t do well on tests because he rushes, doesn’t check his answers, and seems to stare off.
Often, he only completes half of his tests. While he answers questions correctly, he fails the test because he does not complete it.”At this point, Dad spoke up. “Wait a minute, Gayle.