I'm ashamed1 of you, the mother said2. Fighting3 with your best friend is a terrible4 thing to do!
He threw a rock at me! the boy said. So I threw one at him.
The mother stated5 emphatically, When he threw a rock at you, you should have come to me.
The boy quickly replied6, What good would7 that have done? My aim8 is much better than yours.