I’ve Been Telling You This the Whole Time!
Dylan stayed after school one day to catch up on his Spanish work. After he was finished, I went to pick him up.
“Before today I had a 73%,” he said. “Guess what it is now?”
“72?” I asked.
“How could it be a 72 if it was 73 and I just went in there today?”
“I have no idea,” I told him. “You didn’t tell me anything.”
“It’s an 84,” Dylan said. “I did everything. There was one assignment that was only worth three points, and I even did that.”
“That’s great!” I said. “Did you talk to your history teacher?”
“No,” he said. “Today was kind of my Spanish day.”
“Ah.”
“Yeah. I go in there and I get all this work done and it’s always great when I finish,” he said. “And I think it would be so much easier if I would just do it right away when it’s due, instead of just sitting around and worrying about it.”
There was a pause as my jaw dropped to the floor.
“Don’t judge me,” he said quickly.
“B-b-but… I’ve been telling you this the whole time!” My voice started to squeak. “I don’t know why you don’t learn things when I say them to you.”
“I had to learn it the hard way,” Dylan said. “I learn everything the hard way. Haven’t you figured that out by now?”