Daughter : It was Daddy. He said that he is stuck at the airport and couldn't come back on schedule.

Mother : How is that ?

Daughter : There is a strike going on among pilots and air hostesses.

Mother : Oh, that's too bad. Did he tell you what the cause is?

Daughter : No, he didn't. It must be something about wages, bonuses, welfare, and such like.

Mother : How do you know?

Daughter : I don't know, I'm only guessing.

Mother : I hope your daddy soon come back safe and sound.

Daughter : There's nothing to be worried about, Mom. It's a strike, not a riot.

Mother : I hope so ....

Son : Hi, Mom. Hi, old sis.

Mother : Are you going out again?

Son : Yes, Mom. Don't wait up. I'll probably stay over-night.

Mother : What are you doing out there?

Son : We're having a parade this afternoon. If the school doesn't agree to fire those unqualified teachers, we'll stage a one-week strike.... See you, Mom, old sis (go）

Mother : What kind of world is this?