Paul: oh, dad, i am sorry you didn't take me to the match. The father: Don't be sorry, Paul. There will be other games soon. Paul: I listened to music. The father: That's fine. Paul: I am learning a poem. It's so long! The father: Why don't you want to learn a shorter poem? Paul: The long poem is my homework. I think I know hundreds of poems! ......................................since i started to talk! And many poems did you learn at school? The father: Not many! I remember that the school taught by heart about five or six poems every year. Paul: Do You remember any poem you learnt at school? The father: Well, I remember three or four poems.