I made it to the fifth grade. It wasn’t easy. In fact I hated school. A lot of kids gave me a hard time, and many of the teachers were no better. I remembered my father telling me how important it was to finish school, so I endured. My step father John was a little more easy-going about education.
“It is your life, you do what you think is best for you. Just choose a future that will make you happy.” Life is short, he would explain. It is the way of the Pochis to be happy in life.
I guess he was right, except for one thing. I remember those evenings with my father and Roberto. We would sit in silence and gazed at the Milky Way in the desert air. In between those moments of silence he would explain to us about the importance of education. John’s way…
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