“Why can’t your painting be beautiful like the rest of these?” Jonah’s mother demanded.
“I’m not good at painting,” Jonah replied and was rewarded with a censorious look.
“That’s because you don’t put much effort into it. How do you expect to be good at something when you don’t try hard enough at it? I’m sure the kids who painted these tried hard. And, I don’t know why yours is up here. It looks out of place.”
Mrs. Richards bristled but she tried to remain calm and professional. “All of the pictures are put up, Mrs. Marshall,” she said. “I don’t want any of the children to feel left out. Not all children are artists. Jonah is excellent at Math and Science.”
Mrs. Marshall didn’t look impressed. “He can be excellent at Art too if he were to put his mind to it.”
“As I mentioned, not all children have an aptitude for Art…”
“My other son has an aptitude for every subject, Mrs. Richards.
“I’m sure he does, Mrs. Marshall, but Jonah isn’t his brother. We really shouldn’t compare children, especially siblings.”
“Why don’t you stick to teaching and leave me to sort out my son?” was the retort.