"He's normal! He's normal! He'll grow up like other people. Better than others."
She was trying to scratch the teacher, but Dad was holding her back.
"He'll go to college someday. He'll be somebody." She kept screaming it, clawing at Dad so he'd let go of her.
"He'll go to college someday and he'll be somebody."
We were in the principal's office and there were a lot of people looking embarrassed,
but the assistant principal was smiling and turning his head so no one would see it.
The principal in my dream had a long beard, and was floating around the room and pointing at me.
"He'll have to go to a special school. Put him into the Warren State Home and Training School. We can't have him here."
Dad was pulling Mom out of the principal's office, and she was shouting and crying too.
I didn't see her face, but her big red teardrops kept splashing down on me....
This morning I could recall the dream, but now there's more than that —
I can remember through the blur, back to when I was six years old and it all happened.
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