Big Bet
Last year sometime, we had a young boy who was not doing so well in reading. In fact, to say he wasn't doing so well is a gross understatement. He was doing far worse than not so well. He started meeting with his tutor, Anna, and we started seeing HUGE progress. By "huge" I mean B's instead of the regular F's, which, on report cards were 61's because that's as low as schools will report (his grades were lower). He was so excited about his recent improvement, that in a moment of mindless bliss he challenged me to a bet.
I never bet except when I'm certain to win, which, really isn't much of a bet when you think about it. Now, I may sound heartless in accepting his bet, however, read on, and I'm certain you will understand.
He bet me that he could pull his final quarter's grade up to an 80%. You see, he was not living in reality when he said this. A 30 plus point improvement?!? I gladly took him up on his wager. If he won, he informed me, I would have to dye my hair blue........
It turned green.