Smarter than the average
4 min readFeb 6, 2024
I went to school with a guy. Let’s call him Steve. We should. After all, that is his real name.
Steve was smarter than your average teenage boy. He was the smartest guy in my class and probably the smartest in our entire year. Yet he wore his intelligence lightly; nonchalantly; like an Italian man wears a scarf. He knew he was smart; he just never felt the need to crow about it.