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Mother shaking sleeping son: Wake up wake up, you are late for school.
Son: Mother I will not go to school. I have no interest in school. Children do not like me, teachers hate me, even junior staff turn their faces away from me.
Mother: Oh no! do not say that. You have to go to school.. You are head-teacher (master) now.
Son: Mother I will not go to school. I have no interest in school. Children do not like me, teachers hate me, even junior staff turn their faces away from me.
Mother: Oh no! do not say that. You have to go to school.. You are head-teacher (master) now.