I do not have any heart but still I manage to live. If you kill me , you will eventually die but yet you kill me. I cannot run, who am I?
I live and thrive in the winter as I grow down and sharpen but you’ll never see me in the summer because I’ll die in warmth. What am I?
You are eating lunch on a table and there are ten flies on the table. With a quick swat you are able to kill three flies. How many flies are left on the table?