Chapter 17: Who You Are is Where You Are
For the Year 12s, the fourth term is an afterthought. Two weeks of class, and then swotvac, and then exams. It’s a fine day in early spring when I return after the break. Sun-induced smiles everywhere, the faint scent of flowers from nearby front yards, the light green of new growth. In the resource centre, […]
It’s unusual for Maria to ever seem flat. But today, she seems downright mopey. Plus I haven’t seen her round much. She gives a thin-lipped smile when I ask why. It’s been a tough month, she says. Two blows fell on her, one after the other. Her idol, a hardcore US bodybuilder, died in August. […]
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