Tuesday, February 21, 2017
It was Saturday, which meant that Julius would be spared the shame of school. He would not be hectored by a teacher demanding tuition and thus wouldn't have to jump out a window to escape a caning. He wouldn't fee humiliated by his lack of a school blouse, he wouldn't grow light-headed because he had nothing to eat between dawn and evening, and his guts wouldn't seize because he'd drunk out of a ditch where the cattle wallowed.
-John Brant, The Boy who Runs: The Odyssey of Julius Achon