Boy genius Carson Huey-you, 14, graduates with physics degree. His brother, 11, isn’t far behind
Claretta Kimp wants you to understand this.
Yes, she gave birth to two child prodigies, and yes, they graduated from high school and college this weekend at ages 11 and 14, respectively. Carson, her oldest, is leaving Texas Christian University with a degree in physics and minors in Chinese and math. Cannan, the kid brother, will head to TCU next fall to study astrophysics and engineering. The first wants to get a PhD, the other wants to be an astronaut.
All that, Kimp concedes, is impressive.
But as a mom, her sons’ academic achievements rank low among her favourite facts.
“Yes, they’re smart,” Kimp said, “but that’s just a small part of who they are.”
“My boys have more social skills than most adults,” she said. “They are just normal little boys who do normal little boy things.”
It was their brilliance, though, that first landed them in the spotlight.
Four years ago, at age 10, Carson was admitted to TCU in Fort Worth and he began classes as an 11-year-old. On Saturday, he became the youngest graduate in the university’s history.
TCU tweeted: Carson Huey-You, 14, will become the youngest graduate in TCU’s history. Congrats to an exceptional young man!
Kimp, who studied early education and business at Southern Illinois University, said she converted the spare bedroom in their home into a classroom before Carson was even walking. At first, he played with blocks there. Then she started sitting him in a chair for class.
Kimp, who is divorced from the boys’ pilot father Alex Huey-you, homeschooled Carson until he was five years old and learning at an 8th grade level. She knew he needed to “get out a little bit,” she said, but she struggled to find a school that was willing or able to accommodate him. She finally found a small, private Christian school and cold-called the receptionist.
“I’m a normal functioning human being and I’m totally for real,” she recalls saying on the phone. “Here’s my situation.”
The principal eventually accepted Carson, and five years later he graduated as co-valedictorian.
Then the search for a school willing to accept a child started all over again.
Kimp said they visited numerous college campuses and listened to lectures about the Ivy League. But when it came time to decide, TCU bubbled to the top.
Ultimately, the decision was Carson’s. He told his mom that TCU “felt right.”
“TCU is our Ivy League,” Kimp said.
“This experience at TCU would not have been possible without Dr Rittby,” she said.
Because Kimp never wanted to make her sons feel in intellectual competition with each other, the divorced mom tried to avoid forcing Cannan down the same path as Carson. She wanted him to find his own way.
Cannan began on the traditional route, attending kindergarten with kids his own age. But my second grade, he was bored, and asked to be homeschooled like Carson, reported the Dallas Morning News. Kimp thinks her eldest son’s thirst for learning rubbed off on Cannan.
Even after she would complete lessons with Cannan, Carson would swoop in to help with homework, demonstrating on the whiteboard in their home how to breeze through complex math equations.
“They know that they are blessed to have a sibling and to have each other,” Kimp said.
With both sons, she said she enjoyed “seeing the light bulb moments.”
Cannan later enrolled in the same private high school that Carson attended. He went to the school to take exams, but mostly worked remotely from the TCU campus alongside his brother. Cannan even got to begin work on a research project with a TCU astronomy professor.
On Friday, Cannan graduated from high school, and on Saturday, Carson took to the stage at TCU to get his degree.
And although her children are geniuses, Kimp chooses to measure her parental success in other ways.
Recently, Cannan and Carson were playing upstairs with their lightsabers, gifts they got this year at Christmas. Made from hard plastic, they made a loud “whack!” every time they clashed together. Kimp listened from downstairs, waiting, she said, for an inevitable scream.
When it came from Carson, who had been thumped in the arm, she sat there for a minute to see what would happen next.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she heard Cannan said. “Let me rub it for you.”
She sat back feeling satisfied.
“Okay, yeah,” she said she thought to herself, “I’ve done a good job.”