Sean has not been doing any real work for a long, really long, time. Now, I've learnt not to fret about this, cos not doing work doesn't mean not learning right?
But once in a while, from the comfort of my bed where I've been surfing from recently, I'd give him a nudge (not all that seriously, cos I really am not in too much of a hurry to work with him anyway).
So Sunday morning I went, "Don't you want to do some work? You haven't done any work in a long time."
"Do I have to....?", he replies as usual, in a slightly whiney tone.
"If you want to be successful when you grow up, you have to work hard when you're young."
"I don't know what to do....", whine whine...
"Well, if you want to be a tortoise caretaker (he recently said that was his ambition), you don't really have to do much work now. It's up to you, I'm happy for you to be a tortoise caretaker. But korkor is really hardworking, so he'll earn lots of money next time, he can buy a house and anything he likes."
"What about me?"
"Mmmm, I don't think tortoise caretakers earn much money."
"Do I have to work when I grow up? Can't korkor take care of me?"
"What? You're going to live with korkor when you're an adult?"
"Mmmm, okay, what about when you are married? Are you going to still live with korkor."
Must change tack.
"But korkor's the one with the money. So if you want to have an extra mars bar ice-cream, he may say NO ICE-CREAM FOR YOU! And if you want more oranges, he may say, no more oranges, buy your own oranges!"
He thinks for a bit, then asks, "Can I live with you?"
Yikes, suddenly tortoise-caretaker sounds perfectly fine to me; surely that's better than his alternative career of BUM!