I don't know my IQ, but remember when I was a kid I took what were called "The Iowa Tests" and only your parents got to see the results. But from then on, my dad would not be satisfied with my grades unless I got all A's.
I think books make you smarter.
My mother taught me to read at the age of 3. She started me off with Grimm's Fairy Tales. When I look at those stories today, I find it incredible a three year old could read them. Thanks, mom!
I've read at least ten thousand books. I used to read 3 to 5 books a week growing up. When I left to join the military at age 18, my parents' attic was filled to the rafters with my books. I never threw away books, and still don't. Eventually, I learned to give them away to libraries since you can't carry a roomful of books with you everywhere you go in the military.
I also never returned books to the local library. I would just keep them. I couldn't bear to give them back. Every new year, I and the librarians would go through the same routine. They would haul out this giant adding machine and add up my fines. They would push the keys on the machine, pull the crank, and the paper roll would inch out of the machine little by little. The scroll of paper would go all the way to the floor and crawl several feet. Hundreds of dollars in fines each year (when a nickel would buy you a Coke)! I would break out in a sweat.
Then the lady would give me a stern look over her glasses and say, "Let's make it one dollar and call it even." But the terms were that I would have to go home and bring back all the books.
This was an annual routine.
I damn near read that entire library. Novels, magazines, reference books, anything that had print on it.
I owe that library a wing.
For some reason, my voracious reading drove my stepmother crazy. Probably because her offspring were nothing but troublemakers.
When I was home on leave one year, I slept with my stepbrother's girlfriend. For revenge, my stepmother sold all my books including some first editions and kept all the money. Ah, well...