申論題內容
⑶ I have a vivid memory of what happened, and it was not what I expected. I expected to be
applauded for my cleverness and arithmetic skills. "Jeff, you're so smart. You had to have
made some tricky estimates, figure out the number of minutes in a year and do some
division." That's not what happened. Instead, my grandmother burst into tears. I sat in the
backseat and did not know what to do. While my grandmother sat crying, my grandfather,
who had been driving in silence, pulled over onto the shoulder of the highway. He got out
of the car and came around and opened my door and waited for me to follow. Was I in
trouble? My grandfather was a highly intelligent, quiet man. He had never said a harsh
word to me, and maybe this was to be the first time? Or maybe he would ask that I get
back in the car and apologize to my grandmother. I had no experience in this realm with
my grandparents and no way to gauge what the consequences might be. We stopped
beside the trailer. My grandfather looked at me, and after a bit of silence, he gently and
calmly said, "Jeff, one day you'll understand that it's harder to be kind than clever."