smart kids

[BackstreetBabe]

"It's time to see how clearly you can think," the
teacher said to his class. "Now, listen carefully, and
think about what I'm saying. I'm thinking of a person
who has the same mother and father as I have. But this
person is not my brother and not my sister. Who is it?"

The kids in the class furrowed their brows, scratched
their heads, and otherwise showed how hard they were
thinking. But no one came up with the right answer.

When everyone in the class had given up, the teacher
announced, "The person is me."

Little Jeffery beamed at learning the answer. "That's a
good one," he said to himself. "I'll have to try that on
Mom and Dad."

At dinner that night, little Jeffery repeated the riddle
to his parents. "I'm thinking of a person who has the
same mother and father as I have," he said. "But this
person isn't my brother and isn't my sister. Who is it?"

His parents furrowed their brows, scratched their heads,
and otherwise pretended that they were thinking hard.
Then they both said, "I give up. Who is it?"

"It's my teacher!" Jeffery said.