My son sat there with his arm raised before the teacher even asked the question in science class last Friday.

No one else even bothered to look up let alone raise their own hand. They just looked down at their shoes or feigned a look of deep concentration.

They all desperately tried to appear as if they were thinking long and hard about the question, rather than looking like they were praying silently, "don't call on me."

The teacher would have rather heard from anyone other than my son, who is at times a class clown and can be a bit disruptive. But with no one else to turn to the teacher called on him.

"Sorry, I don't know," my son said through a sheepish smile. "Well why did you raise your hand!?" his dumbfounded teacher responded.

"I thought I'd figure out what the answer was before you called on me."
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