WARNING: THE STORY YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS TRUE. NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE BLESSINGS OF THE PARTICIPANTS
Cute little blonde-haired 4th-grader Suzi Beewhyyew skipped home from school one bright sunny spring afternoon with a telltale spring in her step and a budding excitement bubbling in her 10-year old heart. She proudly held in her dainty corn chip-stained right hand a semi-crumpled sheet of white paper with a red circled “100” emblazoned across the front. She had achieved 100% on her spelling test! She was justifiably excited, for she knew what 100% meant in her family. The Beewhyyew family had a standing tradition that when anyone earned 100% on a school exam, Dad took the winning son or daughter out for ice cream. She could almost taste the double chocolate ice cream slurping past her tiny taste buds.
When she arrived home, she burst into the kitchen shouting “Mommy! Mommy! Look! I got 100% on my spelling test!” Mom rewarded her with a big hug and a hearty “that’s great Susie! I’m so proud of you!” Susie then turned around and raced back to her bedroom to prepare for her ice cream date. Dad would be home from work in a few hours, and she knew that he too would be just as excited as Mom was for her accomplishments.
Susie sat on the edge of her bed and spent a quick minute reviewing her test one more time, perhaps to instinctively relive the glory of her success. She had worked and studied so hard to prepare for this one, and it had paid off. Her eyes raced to the bottom of the page and to her alarm, she saw that the teacher had made a mistake; she had overlooked a word that Susie had misspelled. Susie knew what she had to do.
The next day she met the teacher at her desk between class periods and pointed out her oversight. Her teacher smiled slightly, casually drew a line through the “100” and replaced it with a “92,” and then handed it back to her. She returned home again that afternoon not nearly as excited as the day before. She met Mom in the kitchen and sullenly revealed her new revised score “92.” Mom paused for a moment, then rewarded her again with an even bigger hug and a hearty “that’s great Susie! I’m so proud of you!