The short answer is, no. I had an accent (couldn't clearly say my Rs and Ls) and also, a bowl cut. Plus I wore my sister's hand-me-downs so I was dressed as a girl. Except I had an identical twin, and we were dressed in matching outfits. Plus I had the world's thickest coke bottles on my nose. It's amazing I survived childhood.
But no, people didn't think I was smart because: 1) I looked and sounded ridiculous and 2) I was a slow and cautious thinker. Slowly but surely though, I caught up to average and then did my best to get ahead. I remember being surprised at how my peers didn't have to do their own supplementary textbooks in their spare time. In the story of the tortoise and the hare, I always identify with the tortoise!
Did people think you were smart growing up? Did people's expectations help or hinder you?
I was just very well spoken and knew a lot of things at a young age.
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