After returning to his home in Fresno, California, Jim's mother insisted he finish the 3rd grade, much to Jim's chagrin, because he had other ideas.
That cute little next door neighbor named Betty; aw, yes, sweet, sweet Betty was now on Jim's mind.
First things first though, so, with lunch pail in hand, Jim went off to finish 3rd grade.
On his first day of 3rd grade Jim Thompson heard rumors of all the female teachers arguing over who would be fortunate enough to have him as a pupil. They were all well aware of his heroics, both on the battle field and in protecting the weaker kids from bullies.
He was assigned to Miss Callahan’s class and achieved straight “A”s throughout the year, having never missed a homework assignment and never scored below 96% on a test. Jim Thompson was motivated and driven like none had seen before.
Jim arrived at the classroom and was scolded for continuously calling out BS. His teacher was livid but could not argue with his logic, she soon gave him his Highschool diploma after 3 weeks. Jim returned home that day and his Mom was elated.