Last year on Spanish television I heard a story about this gentleman who knocks on his son’s door. “Jaime,” he says, “wake up!” Jaime answers, “I don’t want to get up, Papa.”
The father shouts, “Get up, you have to go to school.” Jaime says, “I don’t want to go to school.”
“Why not?” asks the father.
“Three reasons,” says Jaime. First, because it’s so dull; second, the kids tease me; and third, I hate school.
And the father says, “Well, I am going to give you three reasons why you must go to school. First, because it is your duty; second, because you are forty-five years old, and third, because you are the headmaster.” Wake up! Wake up! You’ve grown up. You’re too big to be asleep. Wake up! Stop playing with your toys.”