Familiar narratives of learning

My mother and my uncle are twins. So, they always used to be in the same class. My uncle says that he thought that this was great. This way, he was always able to copy my mother's homework and didn't have to do them himself.
He says that it was great for my grandparents, too because they only needed to buy each text book once.
"They knew that your mother would be the only one using them anyway," my uncle tells me.

One day, even the teacher told him: "You don't need to give me your homework. I know that you are going to have the same as your sister."

By the way, my uncle works as a teacher now...

My mother's response to that story (05-13-2008):
My mother told me that it is true that in his adolescence my uncle was not really concerned with school but his attitude changed when he grew older and more mature.

She told me this little anecdote about a biology class when they were in 6th grade. The teacher had a model of a human skeleton and asked the pupils, which bone was which. My uncle was apparently not paying attention at all, so when it was his turn, the teacher pointed to the pelvis and asked him: "Which part of the body is that?"

My uncle, who apparently was woken up from a day dream, answered full of self-confidence: "That's the breast."

"Now you see," my mother commented mockingly "what was on your uncle's mind in those years."