When I was in grade 4 I moved half way through my school year from a low income area where we had lockdowns so dogs could come sniff the lockers for drugs to this new school in a rural area with some wealth. I still remember getting there and feeling very out of place when we started every day with a little quiz of the basic multiplications tables. I’m conflicted because I’m better off academically for having gone to that school but I’m also so happy I experienced both because ohhhhhhmygawd these sheltered kids are dumb as rocks about some things. I’m guessing there’s a happy middle ground between giving your child every opportunity to excel and not sheltering them to the point were they literally don’t know how to live life outside their little box.