Little Tommy was doing very badly in math. His parents had
tried everything -- tutors, flash cards, special learning
centers -- in short, everything they could think of.
Finally, in a last ditch effort, they enrolled Tommy in
the local Catholic school.
After the first day, little Tommy 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 Tommy was hard at work. His mother was
amazed. She called him down to dinner and to her utter
amazement, the minute he was done eating he marched
back to his room without a word, and in no time he was
back to hitting the books as hard as before.
This went on for some time, day after day, while his
mother tried to understand what was making all the
difference.
Finally, little Tommy brought home his report card.
He quietly laid it on the table and went up to his
room to hit the books. With great trepidation, his
mom looked at it and to her surprise, little Tommy
got an A in math. She could no longer hold her curiosity.
She went to his room and said, "Son, what is it?
Is it the nuns?"
Little Tommy looked at her and shook his head "no."
"Well then," she replied, "is it the books, the
discipline, the structure, the uniforms, what is it?"
Little Tommy 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!"
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