A Dialogue Between A Father And His Son, On Report From The Headmaster

A Dialogue Between A Father And His Son, On Report From The Headmaster.

Father: Come here, dear; I want to have a little talk with you.

Son: What is it, father?

F: I have just got your headmaster's report about you: and I
        am sorry to say that it is a bad one. What have you got to
       say for yourself?
S: I don't know. The headmaster always has a spite against
        me.
F: That is nonsense. I know Mr. Masood. he is a kind and
        just man. If you have got into his bad books, it is your own fault.
S: What does he say?
F: Well, he sends me the result of your terminal examination;
      and you have failed in nearly every subject. Now I know you are not a stupid boy- you have brains, if            you like to use them; so your failure means you have been thoroughly
      idle.

S: The examination was very stiff.

F: You ought to be ashamed of yourself! I sent you to school
         to learn, not to idle about and amuse yourself. I am very
          disappointed with your.

S: I am sorry, father. I know I have been lazy.

F: Well, settle down to hard work.
S: I will really try, father, and I promise you will have a better
         report next time.