I made the Continental Math League at my school only in third, fifth, and seventh grade. I was smart only half the time.

The teachers told us it was a very big deal to get in.

“What’s the prize?” I wanted to know.

Well, if I placed into this prestigious and excellent league… drumroll… I would get to do more math homework.

Aw, boy, MORE homework! As if that had me squirming in my seat.

To be fair, with a kid in my class who regularly went to the nurse to get crayons extracted from his ears, it was probably a good idea to educate the third-graders more, not less.

We had some sort of test to qualify for the CML (which, despite being Continental, does not come with pastries). I passed with the lowest possible score.

Having shown my utter genius, the........

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