For those of you who had the benefit of a catholic education and those of you how have heard about it.

Tommy was doing very badly in maths. His parents had tried everything; tutors, flash cards, special learning centre, in short everything they could think of. Finally in a last ditch effort, they took Tommy down to the local Catholic school and enrolled him there. After the first day, Tommy came home with a very serious look on his face. He didn't kiss his mother hello. Instead he went straight to his room and started studying. Books and papers were spread out all over his room and little Tommy was hard at work. His mother was amazed. She called him down to dinner and to her shock, the minute he was done he marched straight back to his room without a word and in no time was 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 Tommy brought home his report card. He quietly laid it on the table and went to his room to hit the books again. With great trepidation his mother !
looked at it and to her surprise, little Tommy had got a 'A' in Math's. She could no longer hold her curiosity so she went to his room and said, 'Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?" Little Tommy shook his head. "Well then is it the books, the discipline, the structure, the uniforms? WHAT was it?"
Little Tommy 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."

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