|In my GAT program, there was a car theif, several "burners" and the requisite number of goody-goodies (straight A students). And a few middle of the road kids. It had nothing to do with grades but had more to do with "IQ" and the psych assessment.
Same here. Purely IQ and psych assessment. I vividly remember my first day in the high school GT Literature class. I walked in and was shocked by who was sitting there. And they were shocked to see me! Let me see... we were the circa top 2% out of a class of about 600. Let me try to remember the makeup:
* 2 cheerleaders (me and another Marilyn-Manson, Garbage, and Soundgarden fan who ended up becoming my best friend -- the rest of the cheerleaders thought we were WIERD)
* 1 football player (who I'd always thought was as dumb as dog shi* but who turned out to be a freaking genius)
* 1 baseball player (and class clown. Genius and my date for the senior prom.)
* 1 alternative-type and amazing actor/performer
* 1 yearbook editor (and valedectorian)
* 1 goody-two-shoes who sat in the back, barely said a word, but when she did everybody LISTENED
* 1 born-again Christian who could turn every debate into a conversation about Jesus and could write the most romantic poetry and really tear up some Shakespeare
* The ROTC leader (and salutatorian)
It was an AMAZING class and the kids were awesome. It (and my AP Calculus, AP World Geography, and AP History) was what I lived for, KWIM?
Our teachers were great and I sometimes wonder if they weren't gifted, as well. They could definitely keep up with us and we were... difficult.