I can still remember the look on my mother’s face as she walked from the car to the house after fall parent-teacher conferences when I was in fourth grade.For some reason my siblings and I had not done so well on our first-quarter report cards that year, and mom was on the warpath. It wasn’t as if we were flunking. We’d just earned a few more Bs and Cs than mom was used to seeing. Just imagine if our report cards had contained no grade higher than a C-plus and a lot of Ds and D-minuses.Well, that’s exactly the assessment
