While the parents of our time, me included, grapple with assisting children in learning at home, whether we term it home schooling or co-teaching, for those whose assignments come from the teachers, or outright acceptance of children learning what they essentially learn at home like cleaning a plate and laying the table, I am grappling with a per-schooler who has a capacity to generate sequences in his brain and do mental mathematics, multiplication of numbers and addition of large sums. He is six years old; and I am reminded of a younger me.

Primary school is where you are taught any subject by any teacher. I do not know how they choose teachers to teach whichever subjects. High school requires a bit of specialization. In the randomization of teaching, I interacted with three teachers, between class five and seven, who made me love figures in different capacities. In class five, it was recognition of a gift, by class eight, my then teacher, Mr. Gaitho, was so comfortable with letting me fly that I was two topics ahead of my classmates. In his mind, he had two choices, suppress my capacity and let me tag along everyone else, or let me fly, and become the very best of who I waned to me in mathematics. He chose the latter.

The world throws us in such aspects every once in a while, professionally, emotionally, spiritually, relationship wise. We know what we are good at, we know what our capacities are, we know what we can achieve and become. Many times, we choose to play second fiddle, or fade out or just remain at the same level whether to placate our peers or in fear of what we can become. It is our choice in the end, to lie low and fit in or fizzle in the background, or to rise above and achieve our potential.

One thing am sure is, the fruits of either choice are ours to enjoy…

As the caption says, Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate…

As for my six year old, welcome to the world of numbers…