wanted me to reply to a question. How could I give an answer when I did not know what the question was? But he kept looking at me and pointing, so I pointed back. Everyone laughed The last time I heard laughter in the classroom it was fun. This was a different kind of laughter. It was nasty. I wanted to run away and cry. But I did not. I would not. I have not cried since left my village. I have not cried for my dad or my brother, so I will NOT start crying just because of those silly kids at school.