 Why does Donald's wife think it is funny that Donald might lead the junior achievement group?
SCHOENHERR "What would you think," I asked Marjorie over supper, "if I should undertake to lead a junior achievement group this summer?" "Why, Donald," she said, "it could be quite interesting, if I understand what a junior achievement group is. It is an uneasy privilege then, at least sometimes, to teach my old-fashioned brand of science to these children of a new age. "That's very nice," said Marjorie. "It has the purpose," I told her, "of teaching the members something about commerce and industry. Some groups have built up tidy little bank accounts which are available for later educational expenses." Marjorie put back her head and laughed, and I was forced to join her, for we both recognize that my understanding and "feel" for commercial matters—if I may use that expression—is almost nonexistent. Peter Cope, Jr. and Hilary Matlack were skinny kids, too. Mary McCready was a big husky redhead of twelve, with a face full of freckles and an infectious laugh, and Tommy Miller, a few months younger, was just an average, extroverted, well adjusted youngster, noisy and restless, tee-shirted and butch-barbered. The junior achievement idea has sparked their imaginations. Healthy mice of the right strain," I explained to Tommy, "might be sold to laboratories. The parents had agreed to underwrite lunches at the barn and Betty Miller philosophically assumed the role of commissary officer. I'd forgotten all about organization, and that, according to all the articles I had perused, is most important to such groups. It's standard practice for every member of the group to be a company officer. Peter Cope waved it off by remarking that they'd each do what came naturally. It was Mary, finally, who advanced the thought of kites. I wished that the youngsters weren't starting out by inventing a new article to manufacture, and risking an almost certain disappointment, but to hold my guidance to the minimum, I said nothing, knowing that later I could help them redesign it along standard lines. Tommy, for example, wanted to put tooth powder into tablets that one would chew before brushing the teeth. These latter ideas had made unknowing use of some basic physics, and I'm afraid I relapsed for a few minutes into the role of teacher and told them a little bit about the laws of radiation and absorption of heat. "My," said Marjorie, "they're really smart boys and girls.
 Donald has no desire or innate talent to participate in sales- or marketing-related schemes
 Donald is prone to get carried away with 'side projects,' which his wife finds amusing  Donald's students know more than he does about science and industry  Donald has no desire or innate talent to participate in sales- or marketing-related schemes  Donald comes home each day and complains about his students, yet he is volunteering to spend more time with them