with a paper-covered pillow,which crinkled as I moved my head. The nurse comforted me and told me that I would befine, and that my mom was on her way to get me and take me home. Feeling reassured, Isat up and waited.Ten minutes later my mom was hugging me tightly and worrying over mycondition like almost any mother would. I went home that night and ate dinner, which wasof my choice that evening, and then went to bed. I had no idea the teasing that wouldbegin the next day.All throughout recess wisecracks flew at me from all directions, and I did my bestto bounce them off me with my own schoolyard wit. The teasing subsided a week or solater, and I, as a fifth grade boy, made up my mind not to harass people about things thatthey couldn’t prevent....
