Redoubt
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Joined: 8/11/2007 Status: offline
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Little Johnny's parents were at their wits end. Johnny was a mediocre student at best, but his math skills were horrible. So bad, that he could not be convinced to even try his math homework. At first, they tried encouragement. Then they tried bribing him with candy. "Little Johnny, you can have these M&Ms if you tell me how many Blue ones I have if I have 3 Blue Ones and 5 Blue Ones". But he just wouldnt even try, They got in private tutors, who would quit after one session. Exasperated, and almost ready to give up, they finally agreed to enroll Johnny in a local catholic school... they weren't religious themselves, but figured that they'd exhausted every other alternative, maybe a divine solution was what was needed. They sent him off to his first day, hoping desperately that some progress would be made. When Johnny came home that afternoon, he came in the door, said "I'm going upstairs to work on my math homework", ran upstairs crying and slammed the door. The next morning, his parents asked him if everything was okay, he said "Yes, I finished my Math homework, everything will be fine." Again, when he came home, said "I'm going upstairs to work on my math homework", ran upstairs, crying once more and slammed the door - harder this time. This went on for about a week, and at the weekend, Johnny's parents sat him down, worried about what on earth they were doing to him at this Catholic School. "Johnny, we're very proud you're finally working on your Math, but what are they doing to you at that school?" Johnny looked at his feet saying nothing for a little while... and then replied in a small voice, "Nothing yet, but when I saw that dude nailed to the plus sign, I knew they were serious" :)
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