Harry came to his mother one moring while she was having her breakfast,and said to her,"No one at my shool likes me ,Mother.The teachers don't,and the children don't.Even the cleaners and the bus drivers hate me."
"Well, Harry,"his mother answered,"perhaps you aren'tvery nice to them.If a few people don't like a person,he or she may not be responsible for that;but if a lot of people don't,there's usually something wrong,and that person really needs to change."
"I am too old to change,"Harry said."I don't want to go to school."
"Don't be silly,Harry,"his mother said,"You have to go.You're quit well,and you still have a lot of things to learn.And besides,you're the headmaster of the school."