Part 1

Once 50 years ago there was a boy, his name was George, he was a runaway. From his parents he ran away; and I will tell you his story.

It was 1950 and George had just taken a walk with his mother when it started to rain. "Why does it rain," she complained to George. Then suddenly to his mother's surprise, he launched himself into a detailed explanation on why it rains. As the two walked inside his mother asked him "how did you know all that, it was like you memorized it word for word from a book. Well, it sort of just came to me," George said not wanting to go any further into the subject. "Well then let's go and see," his mother replied. Once inside George's mother immediately called his father. "What is all the commotion down there?"

 He asked. "I think something is up with George, honey," wanting him to come down at once. "What is it now, flees, lice, bee sting, you know my son has to learn to handle those things himself. Yes I know, but this time it's different, it's something good."

His father rushed down the stairs, excited, clearly (it was very rare for something good to happen to George).

"What is it, what is it; what does it mean, what will it do?" He mumbled under his breath. "It means good," his mother cried. "It means riches!" 

"Yea, yea, yea!" His two parents cried in unison. "Rich's, rich's, rich's," they said again. "What is all the commotion," said George, clearly confused. "Why does it matter if we're rich or poor, all that matters is if we have each other," George said.

But mom and dad were not listening to George; they were continuously yammering away about being rich and all that rubbish. 

After that George ran upstairs still confused. "George come and show your father what you can do,” mother said. “I’ll be down in five minutes,” he replied. George, who was quickly getting in his pajamas. “Coming,” he called down to his parents.

He ran down the stairs still, a solemn look on his face, wondering what was going on. “So ask him a scientific question or the definition of a complicated word,” she asked his father. “Give me the definition of ‘Hyperpigmentation,” he shot at George. George stared up at the ceiling for a moment and then suddenly said “A common, usually harmless condition in which patches of skin are darker than the surrounding skin. It occurs when special cells in the skin make too much of the pigment called melanin.

Wow, how did you know that George, it was almost like you memorized it from a book. That's what I said,” his mother said back. “George go upstairs and get some rest, you're going to need it,” his mother said with a smile. 

“Ahhhh,” his mother said, “what a day. With the knowledge of that child we’re going to be rich.”

Part 2

“Good morning George, get dressed, we're going somewhere this morning,” George's mother said. “Mom, can I just have five more minutes?” George asked. “No honey, this is very important, get down here at once. Okay, I’ll be down in five,” George replied. 

George tore off his covers, jumped out of bed, and immediately got dressed. He mumbled to himself while doing this “what could be so important?” As he continued with brushing his teeth, rinsing with fluoride, he looked outside seeing the beautiful grass growing to be green, the flowers nurshing in the sunlight, and finally, the trees standing tall and proud happy to be where they are.

“George, honey, come down, now,” his mother said again. “Coming,” George replied. And with that George slid down the railings like a monkey on a branch. “Woooooo,” George cried. His father gave a slight chuckle. “George, you know I tell you not to do that,” his mother said under her breath. “Come, sit down, I made bacon and eggs,” his mother insisted.

“What, you never make that, and you know I love Bacon and Eggs,” George cried happily. “Well after all today’s your special day,” George’s father said under his breath. “What?” George asked. “What is so special about today? Today, George,” his father said. “Is the day you will attend your first Quiz Championship.”

Part 3

“What in the world is that,” complained George. “And plus why does that even matter?” He asked. “Well, honey, over the night me and your father came up with the idea in which you, with your mind blowing memory, would win us a quiz championship.”

His mother said. “But why do we need to enter and win like a billion dollars when we have everything we need?” George asked. “Well, George, we (mother and father) believe that you are correct about us wanting to win more money. But we feel that we could always use an extra hundred thousand dollars,” she said with a smile. “No, no, no, no, no, NOOO,” George screamed as he stormed up the stairs.

“A hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money; we don’t need that, and plus thousands more people need it more than we do. So I say I don’t enter.

“George,” his father yelled from downstairs. “You get down here right now we’re going to the quiz,” his father screamed again. With that the family hopped into the car Mother and Father smiling as they rode in the car.

What beautiful flowers George thought to himself. How do they grow so tall, he wondered. Oh yeah right When the seed has everything that it needs to live, it will 'wake up' and sprout, or germinate. The sprouted seed will soon grow a stem above the ground. ... New seeds will grow inside of the flower. The plant uses these seeds to produce new plants.

He thought. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” He screamed. “Stop the car you monsters, let me out,” he demanded in a low voice.