S coo leh

Is this a dream?
do we really know where we are going?
Of course! The meat grinder, right!

School was the place I felt the most confused. We were all bunch together in wooden rooms with teachers that had more problems that we could ever imagine.

What is this whole system, does it make sense?
No, but it works.

It kept our bodies from strolling off into parks and pizza places. It kept our parents Happy and the Principal with a job.

During silent reading time I would open my adventure book and pretend to read for one hour, what a waste. I would turn the page once in a while and make expressions to the bundle of words.

I loved field trips. In the museums I would stroll off by myself because the other kids were too boring and stupid to appreciate anything. I would wonder how all those things had been collected and if they were real or not. The world opened, it was mine to embrace.

I punch my friend in the face once before school started and the funny thing is that I don't remember why. He cried and ran to the bathroom, I stood there proud, while the others watched.

I don't remember the names of my best friends thanks to my useless memory or maybe I didn't have best friends. I do remember Arkbar. I was made fun of because he was my friend. He was the joke of the school, when I met him in lunch I did not know that, I liked him. I although he had a thick indian accent and I had a mexican one we communicated well. We played basketball together and when we played in teams he was always on mine even though he sucked at it. We always one, my competitor spirit never let us down.

The town was small and full of woods. They all knew I was Poor but I didn't give a shit! I wish I could go back for a minute and feel the strange feeling of school again.