At the first session of the plane geometry class at Pomona (Calif.) High School, the teacher, "Old Man Bartlett," drew an intricate problem on the blackboard. "This problem," he announced, "contains all the geometric theorems I am going to teach you in this course. If any of you can solve it before the end of the semester, he will automatically get an A."
Most of the class looked at the problem with dejection, but the tall, skinny boy with unruly blond hair started scratching on a piece of paper. In five minutes he had the correct answer. This week the smart boy,...
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