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The Intelligent Boy - a short story by Alfred

   Once upon a time in a place much like where you I’ve right now, there lived a little Christian boy named Samuel but everybody called him Sammy. Today, Sammy was very happy. He wore a large smile on his face & his heart was jumping with joy even though his feet stuck firmly to the ground. He was doing his best to control himself. He was standing in front of his school teacher, surrounded by school mates who love to make a jest of everything.
   Sammy had just received a report card. His 1st which had A+’s and nothing but A+’s in it, in every subject.
Wow! Little Sammy could have let the small drops of water forming behind his eyes roll-out but he remembered where he was, he remembered those around him. The other students wouldn’t have understood. They didn’t care as much about academics. They cared enough to Pass their exams and just get by, but they didn’t care enough to value, strive for, or see so early in their lives the true value for a future that striving for academic excellence holds; & the world of difference it makes between the “Getting - By Student” and the “Excelling Student.”.
When Sammy got home with his Report Card, his parents where so proud of him. Mum praised him & also thanked God for giving her & her husband a very intelligent boy.
Dad raised him up and tossed him gently & playfully in the air, praising Sammy all the way as he caught him safely once again.
Sammy’s little Baby Sister who had just learned to walk was too young to understand ‘WHY’ everyone was Happy, but she could understand THAT everyone was happy & rejoicing. That was good enough for her, she started rejoicing too and making little motions that for a child that just learnt to walk might be called: Dancing ...or something close at least.
  The whole family went out for a celebration that day. They went to the Everyday Commerce Kiddies Franchise, They went to the Beautiful King Memorial Amusement Park, They went to the City Zoo, They went to the Opera, They went everywhere. But most of all, Sammy got to come back home with the most beautiful new bicycle he & even his Dad had ever seen.
  In the days that followed; Sammy played & played & played, & everyone was so proud of him. His parents were always bragging about how smart he was whenever anyone dared to give them the opportunity to do so.
The following Academic Term, Sammy was given a Report Card with all F’s in every subject. It was then that Sammy was hit by an epiphany (a revelation): Being Smart or Intelligent Is Not Who You Are, It Is Only A RESULT Of The Choice (To Learn) That You Made. So When You Stop Learning, Your Intelligence Evaporates Too.
Sammy had spent so much time resting on his past Laurels and assuming it was a guarantee that he was smart & he would always do well. He neglected & underestimated the value of continuously doing what gave him the initial Laurels in the first place.


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