An interesting book of great breadth, Hulbert doesn’t give a plan to create a super-child, but points out the variety of natural super-children, from the hyper-talented to the hyper-intelligent, and how they either come to be in their glory or fizzle out, resentful, burnt, socially incapable, or just plain mentally troubled.
Starting in the 1800’s and working her way past Gates and Jobs, Hulbert offers up example after example of toddlers who were far ahead of their peers verbally, academically, or musically. Some were hyper-programmed by parents looking for fame of their own (a different type of Mozart effect), others were raised free-range, with no pressures, no academics, in an extreme Montessory experience. Some children were self-driven, such as the early computer-programmers and some savants, while others were pushed ahead and manipulated by their child-driven desire to please. Some, profiled long before the term Aspergers was coined, most certainly would have fit the label.
And how did these geniuses play out? Where are their lists of awards, of Nobel prizes, of great accomplishments? Most have names you’ve never heard of. Some, like Bobby Fischer, one of the greatest chess players ever, had mental issues from the start, quit chess because he didn’t like aspects of the chess culture, and dropped out of society entirely. Others, like Barbara Follet, who began writing stories at the age of 3, after a string of difficulties, disappeared one day and was never heard of again. Some, like the pianist Lang Lang, or Shirley Temple, or Bill Gates, have become household names.
And the difference? What makes a stable genius vs. an unstable one? What makes a person continue to use their gifts? The difference, which Hulbert does not come out and state but shows chapter after chapter, is a parent who supports the child in their own interest without bullying them (a la Amy Chua), who lets the child still be a child, encourages child-type socialization (instead of all-adult peers), tries to keep them rounded, and realizes that interests change over time, and to give the child the chance to follow a new interest. Shirley Temple did not burn out in Hollywood because her mother, who called the shots and shielded her from the worst of Hollywood, knew to call it quits when Shirley – who’d been making films since the age of 3 – was 12. This, of course, is far more difficult when the child is an autistic savant, obsessively driven by one focus and one all-encompassing focus. Savants tend to lack other skills – such as social skills, or interpretive academic skills, but the supportive parent still gently pushes them to expand while supporting their own obsessions, through which they make their progress. Even savants eventually move on from one obsession and move on to new skills.
Yes, mechanical geniuses can be made through parental obsessive drive and helicoptering, though these children often burn out and later decry their lack of any childhood, if not outright abuse. Eventually even the most docile child will scream enough. Children can be winnowed by tests, thrown early into special classes, and then be set far above their peers (which, of course, leads back to lack of childhood and difficulty interacting with peers, when you’re a 12 year old at Harvard), but it does not guarantee later genius in the way that people expect (how does a 30 year old professor at University X differ from a 30 year old professor at X who had a PhD at 17? They probably don’t.). Talents are given, but must be nurtured with a loving but not overbearing hand, and genius doesn’t mean easy to work with, by any means.
Yet it makes me wonder – as an AP student whose high school did harder work than the community college down the street, if we’re able to winnow 13 year olds who can ace the SAT at 13, why oh why is our education so poor, why aren’t we pulling more of these students from the mire, why are we wasting children’s abilities when they’re young, and then putting so much emphasis on the SATs? I’m disgusted with the American public education system as it is, but this book only made my outlook gloomier.