 I am Albert Einstein. I am Albert Einstein. Ever been called weird or different? That's what they thought I was. On the day I was born, my mom was actually scared since she'd never seen a baby with such a giant head. Is that normal? Don't worry. He'll be just like everyone else. Doc, I wouldn't be so sure about that. He didn't get easier. I did things my own way, in my own time. I didn't speak until I was three years old. And when I did, my speech was so odd. Our maid used to call me DER DEPETER. What's DER DEPETER mean? That dopey one. Lady, I wouldn't be so sure about that. Some say I took longer to speak because I didn't think in words. I thought in pictures. And when I did speak, I'd practice each sentence in my head silently, moving my lips and whispering to myself until I had every word right. Public speaking, one-o-one. MUM DER DEPETER. MUM DER DEPETER. Albert, what are you saying? Are you sick? Son, what's wrong? I don't understand. Are you hungry? Do you need vinegar, Schnitzel? Does something hurt? Do you have to go to the bathroom? MUM DER DEPETER. KU KU. Flying? You want to fly? Wait, he's trying to say something. My hair is so awesome. When I was little, my cousins ran around and played games outside. I liked playing alone. I did puzzles, fed the pigeons, or just watched my toy boat sail in a water pail. When they saw me, other people called me Father Boar. GOOTY GOOTY. What are you doing, LB? Watching it sail. That's it? It helps me think. I like thinking. But the biggest moment in my young life came when I was four or five years old and sick in bed. To cheer me up, my father... Sample complete. Ready to continue?