May 5, 2017:
"If you were a bird flying over New England, what's the first thing you'd see?"
Stupid shallow prompt for answer from uninspired incompetent patronizing public school teacher, who can't.
"Other birds," says the 13-year-old author-to-be, with reasonable logic and dripping, patronizing sarcasm the class fails to appreciate.
The room erupts in laughter. He's hilarious, he's a clown. "He's horny!" He's making a point which, seemingly, he's the only one present with enough sophistication to internalize.
"Trees," he says, rolling both eyes inwardly.
How does the teacher, who can't, respond to the answer she intended to prompt?
He no longer remembers. Why would he?