I will never be a good boy

I've been discovered. I hide in the closet the class would cause problems for my family, but I

wrong: the will to me. This morning the teacher of large goat beards my Abba (and I call at home) and his look said it all. I remembered when I hit, when I fled the hospital so I would not vaccinated. I'm in trouble really distressing. Mama me defend, always does.

Obviously, in class today should be good. Still beyond. Should be the best child in the world. Not me think of anything more difficult to be nice to Latifa. As he sat at his desk even looked at me.

Obviously you must be angry. I have been very nasty with it. Not without some difficulty, we

I dedicate the best of my smiles ... Useless, I still ignored. I hate being ignored. I feel like throwing of hairs. Patience! When enraged Pope says that for married women need three things: money, patience, and be crazy. To take it need only wait with patience Latifa ...

The teacher continues today with numbers. Apparently we study the numbers were invented by the Arabs.

It is not common in schools, but it seems that in my school is Arab and Jewish families, so

decided to teach the Arabic numerals which are the use the rich. Many do not like. They say they will against the scriptures. But Judah's dad says that if someday we will have to make money the use. They are not difficult. I will count to a thousand. I think there are more numbers, but I do not think need. I will not be so rich. I decided to give a quarter to beards, the class is conducted without any skirmish between the two. But when my father will who is Henio forgive.

We left the yard. Half an hour's recess to eat the sandwich. We must be careful with older children.

We removed the sandwich, and then go hungry. Me do not dare. I do not care to quarrel, but

they are older. If necessary, they bite, and I have fear. The sandwich of Judah is always bigger, so we share it. Just finished listening to mourn a girl. Usual, but this time is Latifa. I go and see that you have removed the sandwich. Nothing unusual. But it seems that older children also insulted. It seems to be Muslim. I did not know, but neither had thought

that. I walk. The most thug is Elijah.

- What happens Elijah, now you get with the girls.

- And you that you care! Is your girlfriend?

- If I care. It is my classmate. It is not my girlfriend. Nor is my friend. But those who abuse the

girls is a bully. And a coward.

- It's a fine. I am not a coward. The girls have their own area, and this has happened to the football field, which is ours. If on the football field, we do whatever we want.

- Your only excuse is that is on the football field Are you bothered? They can not go to the football field to balonazos not give them, but we were not playing. Me no matter the excuse you use and misused Cobar ...

While he finished insult was launched on me. Get me down easily. It is larger and

stronger than me. Once on the ground, all the children older crowd around me and I begin to give kicks. See who got me out of this. It took several seconds, but I seemed minutes. I shrugged

about myself, hoping that at some point end my torment. At that time did not hurt,

simply rolled from one side to another like a ball football. Were kicking me until

tired and went away.

I was crying on the floor for a while. When lifting head, no one was left. He was alone. The

losers are always welcome. Nor was Latifa. He fled to his side of the patio. So I'm an idiot. Not

try to be good anymore. Also, I do not like school. So I will not return to class. I think escape. Recess ends, but I hide in the bathroom. Now if I start to hurt all body. I never cease to mourn, now if I was in trouble.

But I did not, had tried to be good, and the result is that I had been kicked. But that's not me matter, the worst is that no one is left with you. "

Where is Judah or Latifa? I feel like everyone. When I think one left to escape.

I hear the whistle of the teacher that indicates the end of recreation. All class are involved in a ruckus of screams. Then I run into a tree that is next the wall, climbed quickly, and I pick me on the other side of the wall. My freedom is absolute. But now. . What would I do? Abandoned for being good.