Thursday, January 31, 2013

Dialogue Story


                             Stay in School

       It was a cool , November night and I was eating dinner with my sister and my dad. My mom was at work. We were eating some potato soup that my dad made. It was 7:00 pm and it was quiet. The only noise there was was the T.V because my dad was watching the news. Then, my dad started talking.

            "How was school today?"
            "It was wonderful. I took my science test that I studied for all last night."

                                     My dad seemed interested. He loved it when I talked about school and good grades.

                                                   "I think I got a 3 though," I said.
                                                   My dad said, "Next time, make sure you get a 4 on your next  one."
                                                   "Okay."
                                                   " You know how important it is to get good grades."
                                                   " Okay,dad. Can I ask you something?"
                                                   " Sure, anything."
                                                   " When you were in the seventh grade, did you get good grades?"
                                                   " I got straight A's from all the way to the 8th grade. After, I started not caring much about school. Now, that I am older, it was a big mistake. School is very important. I now just realized how important it was."
                                                   " Wow, I never knew that."
                                                   " Well, it's true. That's why I want you to do good in school. I want you to have a good job. I don't want you to worry about money and not having enough of it when you're older."
                                                   " Did you ever get bad grades when you were in school?"
                                                   " Yes, I did. It was a huge mistake."
                                                   "Is that why you really care about my grades?"
                                                   " Yes. You and your sister."
                                                   " Did grandpa want you to do good in school, when you were in school?"
                                                   " Yes. He wanted me to do great. He didn't like it when I got bad grades. He wanted me to be really smart."
                                                   " Was that the same with Grandma?"
                                                   " Oh yes, she wanted me to do better than I already was."
                                                   " Was she more strict?"
                                                   " A little bit more, yes. She had high expectations."
                                                   "What happened when you got a bad grade?"
                                                   " Well, I got yelled at. My parents weren't harsh, but they were mad."
                                                   " Did you ever get grounded?"
                                                   " No. Even when I got into trouble. They never grounded me."
                                                   " They thought grounding me wasn't going to teach me anything," my dad continued.
                                                   " Is that why you never grounded me?"
                                                   "  Yes. Anyways it's getting pretty late. You should go to sleep."
                                                   " Okay, the soup was great. Goodnight."
                                                   " Oh, remember. The more you know, the better. Remember that. Good night."

                                     I went over and kissed my father goodnight. Afterwards, I brushed my teeth and went to bed. As I was sleeping, I was thinking about what my dad said. The more you know, the better. I kept thinking about it and it inspired me to set some goals, and that's what I did.            


                   
        

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