Run boy run they're trying to stop you
I knew, and they learned, that to continue the chase, would be futile because, I ran like a gazelle. I never looked back to see if the boys were closing the distance. Once I hit the pavement of that downhill street, I knew I was home free, for I ran like a gazelle! Through the path that led behind the little church on the street below I flew, then another twenty or so yards, and I was home free.
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Upon hearing it, I ran like a gazelle: out of the classroom through the hallways leading to the outside world and down the hill, on top of which, the school campus stood. Each day, the school bell signaling the end of the school day, was for me, analogous to the firing of a starter pistol. He even called my grandma-who was a teacher at our elementary school-Granny! We were brothers tighter than panty hose two sizes small, but that year, something changed.Ĭurtis teamed up with two known bullies, and for most of that school year, joined them in chasing me every day, after school. I didn’t know why it happened then and I don’t know now maybe it was part of the “adolescent developmental stage”-children do get a bit rowdy at that age. It was upon entering this phase of my education, that my very best friend-Curtis-turned on me. The school was only a block from my home so, of course, I walked to and from school. At that time, junior high school-of which seventh grade was a part-was on the same campus as the high school.
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I first became aware of that “fact”, in the seventh grade. Run boy run! Beauty lays behind the hillsīut for now, it’s time to run, it’s time to run! Run boy run! This world is not made for you