I am smart. I mean REALLY smart. We're talking Earth-shattering GENIUS here!
Well, at least according to my kids.
The other day, I had picked my class up from art where Anonymous Joe was waiting at the door. I reminded them that they should thank him for getting them all copies of a multiplication song CD.
The kids thanked him and then started saying their 3s, with AJ singing right along.
By then, I was walking the kids down the hallway, and I added, "And don't forget 33 and 36!" since we learn the tables through 12 times, even though the songs stop at 10 times the number.
One of the little boys in line said, "Mister Teacher, do you know 3 times one million?"
I said, "Yes, it's 3 million."
About 5 kids in the line gave an awed, "WHOAAAAA" -- the same sound uttered by a crowded stadium when Lebron James jumps from the 3-point line and delivers a tomahawk dunk.
Another child asked, "Do you know SIX times one million??"
I replied, "But of course -- 6 million!"
By now there were murmerings in the line that I might be the second coming.
Another boy tested me, "Mister Teacher, do you know what is four. . . plus. . . three?"
"Oh yeah!!" said the boy, with a beatific smile on his face, as if I had just told him the meaning of life.
Genius. I like the sound of that.