Today I am in 10th grade, but I still remember the day I started at a new school in 4th grade. I remember it because that day, the day I started in my new class I felt sad. Sad about how the pupils’ behavior was to each other. They shouted at each other, they laughed at some of the pupils who seemed to be in the underclasses. They used a real nasty tone. So the mood was rather subdued and, I just wanted to go home. In the break I learned some of the pupils from my parallel class to know.
Suddenly I heard a scream from the swings, it was a guy named Bob. He was in my class. He went to the third grade in my class. There were some boys in my class around him. I could just see that they stood by the bushes where, the swing was a little out of the teachers' view when they had schoolyard guard during breaks. They pushed and punched him. They stopped only when he was on the ground. I did not know what to do. But then it came to me that, I had to say it to a teacher. I did so and, the teachers made sure to get him home.
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