I was bummed after Grandpa Wunderkind shared his story because there was nothing extraordinary about me, except that I could eat pasta for every meal.

      Guess he knew I was down because he put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Sometimes some things in life just need a little kick to get it going.”

      I hadn’t a clue what he was talking about. So later that day, I asked Jake what Grandpa Wunderkind meant.

      Jake’s the genius in the family. He knows things about things that I could care less knowing about, like how many teeth a shark has. It’s something like 35,000. I figured he’d know what Grandpa Wunderkind was talking about.

      “Josh, it’s simple,” said Jake. “Your Wunderkind superhuman power must be in sleep mode. All we need to do is kick you a few times to wake it up.”

      My eyes bugged out of my head as I saw Jake winding up to kick me.

      “Wait!” I screamed, raising my hands in the air.

      “Josh, do you want me to help you, or not?” asked Jake, winding up again.

      “Yes. No. Ugh! I don’t want you to kick me.”

      Jake put his leg down and said, “When you are ready to be extraordinary, let me know.”

      Then he walked away.

      I was so glad I didn’t have Jake kick me.

      Now I was just like he and Madison—extraordinary, and I didn’t need to get whacked in the butt.

      Like I said, Jake is unbelievably smart. He also has this really weird connection to marine life. It’s like he can read their thoughts.

      Madison’s gift is pretty neat. She’s able to see and hear her guardian angel who she calls GA. At first I didn’t believe her, so Madison asked GA to flicker the hallway lights. Not even a second later the lights started making this sizzling sound and then they blew out.

      It was so cool!

      Madison said that her guardian angel was still learning how to manipulate energy and is always making light bulbs explode.

      Guess guardian angels even have to practice a new skill.

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