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A ten-year-old Jewish boy was failing math. His parents
tried everything from tutors to hypnosis; but to no avail.
Finally, at the insistence of a family friend, they decided
to enroll their son in a private Catholic school.
After the first day, the boy's parents were surprised when
he walked in after school with a stern, focused and very
determined expression on his face.
He went straight past them, right to his room and
quietly closed the door. For nearly two hours he
toiled away in his room with math books
strewn about his desk and the surrounding floor.
He emerged long enough to eat, and after quickly
cleaning his plate, went straight back to his
room, closed the door and worked feverishly at his
studies until bedtime.
This pattern of behavior continued until it was time
for the first quarter's report card. The boy walked
in with it unopened, laid it on the dinner table and
went straight to his room.
Cautiously, his mother opened it and, to her amazement,
she saw a large red 'A' under the subject of Math.
Overjoyed, she and her husband rushed into their son's
room, thrilled at his remarkable progress.
"Was it the nuns that did it?" the father asked.
The boy shook his head and said "No."
"Was it the one-to-one tutoring?
The peer-mentoring?" "No."
"The textbooks? The teachers? The curriculum?"
"No", said the son. "On that first day, when I walked
in the front door and saw that guy nailed to the plus
sign, I KNEW they were serious!
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