I have often wondered about the essence of intelligence, having watched my neighbour grow up in that state of vacantness in the Room Upstairs. And I have often wondered if I do belong to that club of theirs, seemingly normal enough yet probably deserving of membership due to my ineptness in certain capabilities.
There are many instances of some adults who are normal enough to function in mainstream society, yet marked as dumb in their actions. Am I a dumb-dumb? I know I must do something to escape that branding. Five languages are never enough. Or should I remain so?
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