"What has the information necessary for making more cells?
a. DNA or b. Mr. Smyr"
they laughed blissfully, half smitten with joy that they found their teacher trapped in a test question, half cocky that they knew better not to bubble him in.
My anxiety, however, kicked in when they got to the next question,
"What are all living things made of?
a. Cells or b. Peanut Butter"
and didn't flinch at all. Motionless. Steady hands. Furrowed brows.