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You can call it incredible stroke of luck or extremely
gracious providence, but we have gone through seven years of our children’s education
without them ever bringing home an F.
Their progress and report cards have always been, we all
unanimously agreed, exceptionally boring.
All that, however, changed yesterday.
Unlike my children, I started my education in the minor key. I was in first grade when I got my first F. I can still recount the details of that day with
painful precision. Our neighbor found me
under a large oak tree not far from our house, weeping and wailing from the top
of my lungs, for, I didn’t get just one F that day – the first of many in my long
academic career. I actually got FOUR!
Four Fs in one day! I genuinely thought that the world has come to an end.
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Well, yesterday, the world came to an end, of sort, for one
of our precious straight-A students.
Are you mad at me? The
used-to-be-straight-A child asked, handing me the paper for teacher-requested
signature.
Mad? No! Not at all. I
paused, weighing my response. I am kind
of… glad.
Glad?!!! How can you
be glad about an F?!!!
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