Math is hard

Little Zachary was doing very badly in math.
His parents had tried everything...tutors, mentors, flash car ds,
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 sometime, 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 ALREADY?"

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 fooling around."