Added on: 8th May 2015
Until a child tells you what they are thinking,
we can't even begin to imagine how their mind is working...
Little Zachary was doing very badly in maths.
His parents had tried everything...
tutors, mentors, flash cards, special learning centres.
In short, everything they could think of to help with his maths.
Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took
Zachary down and enrolled him with the local Catholic school.
After the first day, little Zachary came home
with a very serious look on his face.
He didn't even kiss his mother hello.
Instead, he went straight to his room and started studying.
Books and papers were spread out all over
the room and little Zachary was hard at work.
His mother was amazed.
She called him down to dinner.
To her shock, the minute he was done,
he marched back to his room without a word
and in no time, he was back hitting the books as hard as before.
This went on for some time, day after day,
while the mother tried to understand what made all the difference.
Finally, little Zachary brought home his report Card.
He quietly laid it on the table,
went up to his room and hit the books.
With great trepidation, his Mom looked
at it and to her great surprise,
Little Zachary got an 'A' in maths.
She could no longer hold her curiosity.
She went to his room and said,
"Son, this is great! What was it?
What helped you so much? Was it the nuns?"
Little Zachary looked at her and shook his head, no.
"Well, then," she replied,
"Was it the books, the discipline,
the structure, the uniforms?
WHAT WAS IT?"
Little Zachary looked at her and said,
"Well, on the first day of school when I saw
that guy nailed to the plus sign,
I knew they weren't fooling around."