hippychick
03-02-2006, 10:13 PM
catholic school
Little Zachary was doing very badly in math. His parents had
tried everything: tutors, mentors, flash cards, special learning
centers.
In short, everything they could think of to help his math.
Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled
him in 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 math. She could no
longer hold her curiosity.
She went to his room and said, "Son, what was it? 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 ALREADY"
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."
Little Zachary was doing very badly in math. His parents had
tried everything: tutors, mentors, flash cards, special learning
centers.
In short, everything they could think of to help his math.
Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled
him in 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 math. She could no
longer hold her curiosity.
She went to his room and said, "Son, what was it? 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 ALREADY"
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."