A ten year old Jewish boy was failing math. his parents tried everything from tutors to hypnosis, but to no avail. They worried about how their son could possibly open up a business if he didn't understand math. Finally, at the insistence of a family friend, they decided to enroll their sun in a private Catholic school.

After the very first day of school, the parents were quite surprised when their son walked in wearing a stern, focused and very determined expression on his face and went right past them straight to his room, where he quietly closed the door. For nearly two hours he toiled away in his room with math bookx strewn about his desk and the surrounding floor. he emerged from his room just long enough to eat. After quickly clearing his plate, he went straight back to his room, closed the door, and worked feverishly at his studies until bedtime.

This pattern continued ceaselessly until it was time for the first quarter report card. The son walked in with his report card, unopened, placed it in his mother's hand and went straight up to his room. Cautiously, his mother opened it, and to her amazement, she red a big bright "A" next to the subject of MATH.

Overjoyed, she and her husband rushed into their son's room, thrilled at this remarkable progress.