Last year, I heard a story from Spanish television. A father knocks on his son’s door. “Jaime! Wake up!” “I do not want to get up, Papa,” Jaime groans. “You have to go to school!” “I don’t want to go to school.” “Why not?” “Three reasons. First, it’s dull. Second, the kids tease me. Third, I hate school.” The father replies, “Well, I’ll give you three reasons you must go. First, it is your duty. Second, you are forty-five years old. And third—you are the headmaster.”