If you've read what I've written about the neighbor kid, well, here's a doozy.
I used to call him red-headed, but for some reason that was taken as an insult here, which I still don't agree with, so he's copper-top.
Fast forward, he's finally brought some books to my place, and he's doing some decent algebra and graphing. He's in need of some more refinement in the basics, but just as bright as can be.
I feel thankful that he came over for some help.
I think he is really sharp, just hasn't had the opportunity to show it to others without getting some sort of grief. In our home, you're welcome to learn as much as you'd like (or can stand).
Worked out perfect that the college-grad daughter was doing math/algebra/statistics at the same time, on the same table.
Did you know that printer paper makes for great "scratch" paper?