So I'm in with the middle school kids one day -- 6th, 7th, 8th graders, I forget which at the moment.
"Who's the smartest kid in class?" I ask out loud.
Naturally 4 or 5 raise their hands. I look at the quickest, a small boy with a confident air.
"You! You're the smartest kid in this class?"
"Good," I say smiling, and I foist syllabus materials at him. "Make sure everybody gets one of these!"
The entire class roars.
I'm like a god for the next 45 minutes.