Now I and the art students that were there knew that the surprise was very likely to be the muscular 5 year old that we had seen in the art class but as a mutual conspiracy, we all decided to keep this as a secret from the rest of the class guys who were in band and shop mechanics instead.
His strength and muscle size are incredible, especially for such a young boy, and his brains, wow, you thought Lex Luthor was smart, Mikey makes him look like a complete idiot.
Even when other athletic facilities were available, he invariably had us wrestle, for there was an over abundance of wrestling mats and it probably was easier for him to manage a class of 60 wimps indoors than with other sports as he had no coaching assistants.
And noticing this disparity had us compare biceps and leg muscles to each other.
The older brother would lean way the top of his chair and then grab a crayon, the younger brother would lunge at him, but the older brother being lighter and more agile would always manage to get out of the way and the 3 year old though angry had a generally sweet nature and would quietly retreat back to his sleeping bag and would then continue coloring with the remaining crayon s.
Now he does whatever I say.