A Stevie Weeks Production
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It is a snow day - the only one for the winter of 1966 - and both you and your son Matthew are home from work and school respectively. The anxious look on his face is due to the fact that he's heard your dulcet tones bellowing at him, inviting him into the house for a little chat.
The boy is very gifted, but is doing poorly enough at school that you are very concerned... his last report card was very bad... the damn kid failed math again. He promised tearfully that he'd work harder - you feel that he's terminally lazy and just not trying - after you yelled at him for two hours on Christmas morning...
His teacher just called you - taking advantage of the fact that you're actually at home for once - and let you know that the boy has not been turning in his homework assignments again... after promising faithfully to do so. He's failed another important test, and it is very possible that he'll have to repeat his grade if he doesn't improve soon.
You wonder where to go next..