“My brother-in-law lives with us,” I informed him. “Do you know what it’s like to be right all the time?” “You’re not even average for a genius,” I shot back. “No, it’s not great! It’s not even good! At the Academy, you never sank as low as ninety-nine. “You’re getting C’s in a school where nobody’s qualified to carry your pencil case!” All the teachers here knew about Noah was that nothing he did with technology ever worked. In Hardcastle, most of the good equipment went to the Academy, not to this dump. His programming skills were so advanced that none of the school’s computers could handle his coding. He wrote his essay on The Canterbury Tales in Middle English and lost 78 percent for spelling errors. He did all the math in his head, so he always lost points for not showing his work. The craziest part was that the world’s greatest genius wasn’t doing so well in a school where the work was fifty times easier than his last one. Face it: He was a wedgie looking for a place to happen. Plus he had a tendency to launch into a lecture at any time on any subject. He was totally thrilled to be there, which instantly separated him from every other kid in the building. He was short and skinny, with an eager, slightly bent posture that always reminded me of an oversize praying mantis. No one in the history of Hardcastle Middle School had ever been less “normal” than Noah Youkilis. “Being a genius isn’t hard,” he told me earnestly. I wasn’t smart enough to understand why Noah was so dead set on going to regular middle school, even though he explained it to me a bunch of times. For Noah, that challenge was getting himself kicked out of the Academy. When you had a 200-plus IQ, finding something to challenge you was the biggest challenge of all. Actually, the Academy was way too easy for him. We used to go to the Academy for Scholastic Distinction together-me by mistake and him because he actually belonged there. But when that genius was Noah Youkilis, it counted as a full education on the subject.Ī little background on Noah: He was the smartest kid by far in Hardcastle and possibly the whole world. To be fair, I’d only ever met one actual genius. The problem with smart people is this: They can be really stupid 95 percent of the time. 13: Superblackmail, Daniel Sanderson & Daniel Nussbaum
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