I have brains that are smart. My smartness can be weighed with one of them big scales. I’m pretty good at stringing the words together to form what I like to call “sentences”
I know a whole bunch of stuff too. Big stuff that i can learn fast. I am not good at math, so I disdain math with a loathsome look. See I told you words were my bread and butter. I like beauty. I like truth. The truth of beauty is so beautifully honest. I could say more but i dont want to make jealousy happen. Dont want you to envy me, because your only 3 quarters and ten lengths almost as smart as my brain is.
Keep trying hard. I will be your teacher because when i am on the ground i cry.