Lynn's Comments: I used to look forward to getting my report cards. I always knew what my marks would be: A in art and reading, and B in everything else but math and sports. In those I was lucky to get a pass. In the teacher's comment column, I could expect "Excellent work in the subjects she enjoys, does not apply herself in math and sports. Does not concentrate. Likes to be the class clown."
I could predict the outcome of my efforts every time and was content with status quo. As long as I could count and make change, as long as I could skip and run and ride my bike well enough to keep in line with my chums, I was content with my educational prowess - much to the chagrin of my parents and teachers who tried to persuade me to do better. After all, if I was good at nothing else, I could always draw for a living!
