Wednesday, February 11, 2009

A Boy on Guard

本読んだ。小切手持って銀行行った。返却してほしいと言われた資料渡した。本読んだ。仕事した。I didn’t have a six-pack last night. I had only five cans. The last can was sleeping in the fridge.

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"... of course the difference between home and school were more than physical... Your home might be far from perfect, but at least it was a place ruled by love rather than by fear, where you did not have to be perpetually on guard against the people surrounding you." ("Such, Such Were the Joys")

My experience was quite different. My home was the biggest sanctuary, but it was a sanctuary filled with tension. My school was an escape from home in many senses, but to my horror, my teachers believed my mother. Home or school, I was always on guard.

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