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#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories “hey Laughed at the ‘Old Substitute’... Until She Hacked the System | Early Fast news When I stepped into that AP Computer Science classroom, I was just a gray-haired woman with reading glasses. The students laughed. They mocked me. What they didn’t know? I retired from MIT after developing the memory management system their entire language runs on. What followed was a clash of ego vs. experience, arrogance vs. truth — and the complete unraveling of a system built on performance and pressure instead of real knowledge. This is the story of how I went from being “Grandma Substitute” to rebuilding a broken curriculum — and changing the lives of the very students who tried to humiliate me. 📚 Real stories. Real tech. Real redemption. 🔔 Subscribe for more true storytelling that proves experience never goes out of date.
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My name is Dr. Margaret Smith Nakamura,
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but to the AP computer science students
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at my new school. I was just a clueless
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old woman with gray hair and reading
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glasses. I'd retired from MIT 3 years
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ago, a career that culminated in a
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touring award and a building named after
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me. But the quiet life of retirement
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didn't suit me. I'd heard troubling
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reports about how little high school
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students truly understood the
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fundamentals of computer science, so I
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decided to substitute teach. I wanted to
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see firsthand what was happening. When I
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walked into the classroom, a boy named
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Tyler took one look at me and announced
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to the class, "Great." They sent us
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someone who probably thinks Python is an
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actual snake. The room erupted in
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laughter. I calmly set my bag down and
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approached the whiteboard. The mockery
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was immediate and relentless.
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Tyler, acting as the class ring leader,
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began to slowly and condescendingly
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explain what a computer mouse was. A
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girl named Kloe asked if I knew what
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Wi-Fi was, then whispered loudly. She
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probably still thinks the internet is a
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series of tubes.
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My chest tightened, but I held my
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composure. I had come to observe, and
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this was an observation in itself. Tyler
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drew happy and sad faces on the board to
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explain binary, asking if I understood
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that computers think in ones and zeros.
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The class found this hilarious. Their
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disrespect escalated. Another student,
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Jackson, changed all the variable names
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in the example code to insults about old
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people, projecting them on the board for
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everyone to see. He wrote comments like,
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"This function probably confuses
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substitute teachers who should be in
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nursing homes."
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Kloe took it a step further, remotely
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installing a small program on my laptop
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that displayed an infinite loop of old
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people shouldn't teach technology. The
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class roared with laughter as I returned
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to my desk to find my screen filled with
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the scrolling message. Tyler then began
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to deliberately teach his classmates
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incorrect concepts from the AP exam prep
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materials, smirking at me to see if I
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would correct him. He said recursion was
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just when code gets tired and needs to
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repeat itself. He explained
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object-oriented programming was like
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when you're so old you treat your
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computer like a person. He was
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challenging me, testing the limits of my
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patience and his own arrogance. I was
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about to intervene when Tyler's code
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crashed spectacularly, taking down the
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entire classroom network. Every screen
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went blue with a colonel panic error, a
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catastrophic failure I recognized
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instantly.
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Tyler frantically tried to fix it, but
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his panicked keystrokes were only making
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it worse. Stop, I said quietly, walking
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to his computer. You're about to trigger
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a cascade failure that will wipe every
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machine in this building. Tyler laughed,
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a nervous, desperate sound. What would
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you know about it, Grandma? I pushed him
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aside. My fingers flew across the
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keyboard, a blur of motion born from
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decades of muscle memory. I entered
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commands they'd never seen, diving deep
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into the systems architecture.
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Khloe's face went pale.
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Those are developer level functions, she
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whispered, her voice a mix of awe and
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disbelief. How do you even know those
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exist? My fingers danced across the
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keys, entering 17 lines of code I'd
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written myself over 20 years ago. These
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commands were a back door I had built
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into the memory management system, a
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safety net no one had ever known
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existed. Error messages vanished from
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the screens one by one. The computers
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rebooted in perfect synchronization,
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their startup chimes creating an oddly
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musical cascade across the room. Tyler's
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hands were shaking as he gripped his
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desk. "How did you do that?" he
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demanded, his bravado gone. "How did you
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know those commands?" I turned to face
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the stunned silent class, slowly
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removing my reading glasses and placing
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them on the desk. "Because I wrote
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them," I said, my voice calm and clear.
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"My name is Dr. Margaret Smith Nakamura,
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and 33 years ago, I created the memory
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management system your entire language
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runs on." The room exploded into chaos.
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Students frantically pulled out their
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phones, their fingers flying as they
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searched my name. Jackson's laptop
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screen filled with my Wikipedia page,
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and he read aloud about my touring award
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and my contributions to over 40% of
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Python's core architecture.
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Tyler stumbled backward, knocking his
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coffee over his assignment papers. Kloe
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covered her mouth with both hands,
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staring at me as if I were a ghost. The
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laughter was gone, replaced by a
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profound, terrifying silence.
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The next day, I found a cluster of
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students waiting for me at the school
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entrance, some holding printouts of my
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academic papers. The mockery was gone,
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replaced by a desperate, fumbling
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eagerness. They had seen the video of me
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fixing the crash. Someone had recorded
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it, and it had already gone viral.
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Tyler, red-faced and still in denial,
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loudly insisted it was all a fake, but
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his classmates, now armed with my
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Wikipedia page and GitHub contributions,
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weren't buying it. At an emergency
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faculty meeting, I presented my
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findings. The computer science
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curriculum was outdated and focused on
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wrote memorization instead of genuine
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problem solving. The textbook was from
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2019 and half the concepts required for
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the AP exam were completely missing. The
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school's 33% pass rate compared to the
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national average of 65% was not a
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failure of the students, but a failure
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of the system. I proposed a complete
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overhaul of the curriculum and offered
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to take over the class for the rest of
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the semester.
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Principal Daniels, a man with a military
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bearing and a deep sense of honor,
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listened intently. He knew I could be
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making far more money consulting, but he
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saw in my proposal something more than
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just a lesson plan. He saw a chance to
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give these kids a real future. He
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approved my proposal immediately. That
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evening, I was invited to dinner by
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Sophia Morrison, Tyler's mother, a woman
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who had built her identity around her
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son's academic success. She led me to
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Tyler's room, a shrine to frantic
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memorization with color-coded notes
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covering every wall. She poured me a
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glass of wine, her hands shaking as she
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asked if Stanford would destroy him. I
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told her gently that we had 3 months to
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rebuild his foundation from scratch.
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I also met with Khloe's mother, a senior
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engineer at Google, who admitted her
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daughter had been faking her knowledge
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for years, and Jackson, the quiet
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student who I discovered was a
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self-taught coding prodigy, hiding his
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talent to avoid being mocked. I created
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personalized learning plans for each of
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them, tailored to their true skill
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levels and needs. My new curriculum was
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a radical departure from the old. We
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started from the fundamentals, basic
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logic gates and boolean algebra and
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built our way up to real world problems.
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We were mapping out delivery routes and
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designing dynamic algorithms. And for
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the first time, I saw genuine curiosity
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and excitement in their eyes. Then came
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the inevitable resistance.
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Sophia Morrison filed a lawsuit,
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claiming I was causing Tyler emotional
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distress and interfering with his
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Stanford admission. The school board,
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under pressure, tried to force me to
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return to the old curriculum. Tyler's
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own father, a man who had been pushed
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into a corner by his wife's relentless
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ambition, tearfully admitted his son was
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a fraud who had never learned to handle
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failure. I stood my ground. My
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colleagues at MIT, including three other
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touring award winners, released a public
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letter supporting my efforts. My
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students, the very same ones who had
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once mocked me, rallied to my defense,
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circulating a petition to keep me on as
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their teacher. And Tyler himself, a boy
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who had built his life on a foundation
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of lies, finally broke down and
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confessed to me. He had taken Stanford's
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preliminary assessment and failed
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spectacularly.
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His mother's lawsuit, he now knew, was a
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desperate attempt to salvage a future
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that had never been real. In my quiet
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living room, Tyler sat on my couch and
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wept. A 17-year-old boy who had never
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been allowed to fail and learn. I made
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him tea and for the first time began to
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teach him how to code from the very
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beginning.
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As he worked through a basic sorting
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algorithm, I saw a flicker of genuine
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curiosity in his eyes, a spark of true
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understanding. The performative
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arrogance was gone, replaced by the
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quiet, humble pursuit of knowledge he
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had finally begun to
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