Diego's Journal

26th, May 1870

Dear Diary:

Today, I went to the school again. I suppouse that it was be a normal day in the school, but not was.
In the morning, as usually the teacher say us "Good Morning", and we answer him with the same words that he say.The teacher start to say the list...But, while the teacher was doing that, Shock Williams, the most talkative student in the class, start to talk me...
I was very angry but at the same time very afraid because the teacher, was saying the list, and soon, he will see us.
'Hey Diego, can you give me something to drink, I'm dry...but if you don´t have it, can you give me money to go and buy water...'
'Shut up...please...' I say, with a low voice

But was to late, all the students were looking, especialy the teacher.
'Continue, please, continue say the teacher'
In my mind, a lot of words to defend mysefl were crossing, but I was so scared, that the words can't leave my mouth in that moment.

'Please, continue your exiting conversation,OR YOU STUPID KINDS CAN'T TALK...
'Yes, we can but...'
'Come here inmediately, to the front of the class...I'm taking to you Diego!"
'But Shock...Shock always...'
With fear, I stand up of my seat, and with a slow walk, I go to the front of the class.
'Okay, say me, what you were doing' say angrily the teacher
'I was waiting for my name, in the list, to say that I'm present'
'Sure? So why I saw that you were saying something to Mr. Williams!?
'I only say him that he need to shut up because...' I say with despair, but I can't end what I wasgoing to say, because inmediately, the teacher, start to say me something
'Come here! I'm not come here to see that a poor and stupid child, is lying to me'
The teacher take me from my arm, and throw me to the floor. I could not move from there because I was so scare to do it; and I knew that, if I do that, he will me hit more times, that the times that he will hit me this time
'This, my dear students, if what happend if a student is disrespectful'
And he take his large ruler, and start to hit me with all his force. I was screaming and crying. All my friends were watching, and not one going to help me...
The blood was ran down my arm, and in a desperate act, I stand up, I look to the window and I ran to my house, were I suppose that I'm save...
I don't know what will happend tomorrow, because my parents are working, and don't know that I'm in the house, he think that I'm still in the scholl; and I know that they will be angry when they discover that I'm in the house, they will say me that I have to go to the school again, tomorrow; the teacher will be kill me? I don't know, it will see tomorrow...

Well, bye my parents come in the house.

                                                                                                                                           

The end???

Diego Pertuzé

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