The classroom was unusually quiet as the teacher wrote a math problem on the board. Turning to face the students, she adjusted her glasses and smiled. “Alright, class, let’s see who’s been paying attention. If you had eleven dollars and I asked to borrow six dollars, how much money would you have left?”

Little Johnny, always quick with an answer, leaned back in his chair and confidently said, “Eleven dollars.”The teacher raised an eyebrow. “Johnny, I want you to think carefully. If you have eleven dollars and I borrow six, how much do you have left?”Johnny didn’t hesitate. “Still eleven.”

The teacher crossed her arms, trying to hide her amusement. “And why is that, Johnny?”With a smirk, Johnny shrugged. “Because just because you ask for a loan doesn’t mean I’m giving you the money!”The class erupted into laughter.

A few students clapped, and even the teacher couldn’t help but chuckle. She shook her head with a sigh. “Well, Johnny, I can’t say your math is correct, but your financial instincts are definitely sharp.”Johnny grinned proudly, while his classmates whispered about how he always had the best comebacks.The teacher smiled and moved on, but she made a mental note: If she ever needed to borrow money, Little Johnny was not the person to ask.