My Little Brother Is The Academy's Hotshot Wiki
Okay, picture this: family dinner. My parents are going on about… I don’t even know, probably some obscure historical fact they unearthed at a garage sale. Normal parent stuff, right? Then my aunt pipes up, "So, Michael, heard you're doing amazing in school!" Michael, my little brother, shuffles his feet, trying to disappear into his chair. “Yeah, I guess.” And that’s when it happened. My grandma, bless her heart, says, "He's practically a walking encyclopedia! Knows everything about everything!" Cue me choking on my water. A walking encyclopedia? My brother? The same one who still can't figure out how to load the dishwasher correctly?
Turns out, Grandma wasn’t too far off. Michael, folks, is the unsung hero of his prestigious academy. Not because he's the star quarterback, or the debate club president. Nope. He's the academy's unofficial, absolutely crucial, Wikipedia on legs.
The Academy's Secret Weapon
I started digging (read: shamelessly interrogating him) after that dinner. What I discovered was hilarious, impressive, and slightly terrifying. Apparently, Michael has become the go-to guy for… well, everything. Need to know the migratory patterns of the Arctic tern for your ornithology project? Ask Michael. Confused about the socio-economic impact of the Silk Road? Michael's got you covered. He's basically a walking, talking search engine, but with better grammar and less annoying pop-up ads. (I’m looking at you, sketchy weight loss programs!)
It's not just limited to academic subjects either. Rumor has it (and I'm only repeating what I've heard, wink wink) that he correctly identified the make and model of the headmaster's vintage car simply by the sound of the engine. Seriously, who is this kid?
How Did This Happen?
Honestly, I’m still trying to figure it out. He's always been a reader, I guess. Buried in books since he could hold one. But I always assumed he was just escaping the awkwardness of family gatherings (totally understandable, by the way). I never realized he was absorbing all of it. Every. Single. Fact.
Maybe it's some kind of genetic mutation. Or maybe, and this is my personal theory, he made a pact with some ancient, knowledge-hungry entity in exchange for perfect SAT scores. I haven't ruled anything out yet. (Don’t tell my parents I said that!)
The Perks (and Perils) of Being a Human Wiki
Being the Academy's Hotshot Wiki has its advantages, obviously. He's well-liked (mostly because people need his help). He gets invited to all the cool study groups (which, let's be honest, is basically the equivalent of being invited to the cool kids' table). And I suspect he’s getting a significant boost in his class participation grade.
But there are downsides, too. He's constantly bombarded with questions. People stop him in the hallway, text him at all hours, even leave sticky notes on his locker. He's basically on-call 24/7, which, as anyone who’s ever worked in customer service knows, is a special kind of hell. Plus, I worry he’s starting to speak exclusively in facts. "Good morning, Sarah. Did you know that the average lifespan of a housefly is approximately 28 days?" That’s not a normal greeting, Michael! We need to work on your small talk.
The Future of Our Human Wiki
So, what's next for the Academy's Hotshot Wiki? Will he become a world-renowned professor? A contestant on Jeopardy!? Maybe he'll finally learn how to load the dishwasher. (Okay, probably not that last one). Honestly, I have no idea. But I'm incredibly proud of him. He's a genuinely good kid, and he uses his knowledge to help others, which is pretty darn awesome.
I just hope he remembers to take a break sometimes. Because even the most powerful wikis need to shut down for maintenance every now and then. And maybe, just maybe, he'll start charging for his services. College ain’t cheap! (Just kidding... mostly.)
Anyway, that's the story of my little brother, the accidental academic superstar. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a sudden craving for trivia night. And I know just who to bring…
