I like answering questions. No, I love answering questions and this has been true since I was a little girl. Yes, I was the annoying kid in class with her arm waving frantically each time the teacher asked a question.
I never thought too much about why this was true; if I thought about it all I assumed it was about being smart or hoping I was the smartest person in the room. I liked that a lot when I was a kid. During my sabbatical, I came to understand this was not the reason.
I love answering questions because I love asking questions. I am so curious to know what others think about something. In meetings, when my colleagues and I are working together to solve a problem, once everyone starts talking and asking questions of each other—an energy takes over and I am always surprised by the outcome—even when I thought I knew the answer before we started.
I think this makes all of us the smartest kids in the room.