Klara had a stomach bug and skipped a couple of days of school. While she was away, the teacher assigned the parts in the operetta the class is putting on. When Klara came back, there was no longer a part for her.
Klara didn’t cry, whine or complain about unfairness. She came home and studied the text of the operetta all evening. By next morning, she knew the entire text, including every song, by heart. She went back to school and performed the operetta for the teacher. The teacher was so stunned by this feat of memory and persistence that she rewrote the play to give Klara a large solo.
She’s exactly like me and N. It’s completely genetic, folks. I never told her to be like this. If anything, we coddle her and cater to her whims (cf the new cat).
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