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Little Zachary, a
Jewish kid, 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?" 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 playin'
around.
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