tell you who wrote this story because I thought you might not listen. It was this boy (she pointed at me). Yes, this boy here, who we all know has a disability. He cannot help his clumsiness, but where he is not very good at some things, he is very good at others."

The class was quieter than a whole bunch of mice.

"I want you to remember this," said the teacher, "And try to appreciate him. We all have strengths and weaknesses, some more than others. It does no good to pull each other down, or make fun of each other. That does nobody any good. Understand?"

Everyone said they did.

So thats my secret. I've decided I don't really want to be rich any more, and I'm never going to be a successful burglar. But I have managed to increase my weekly income. I help the kids in the class with their writing projects, and homework, and all that stuff, and they actually pay me to do it. Crazy world isn't it!