File Book 2

Chapter 17:Father's presence

In a matter of seconds of processing my mind based on the choices I had offered for myself, I concluded my decision to speak out and apologize to Ralph for unexpectedly throwing the ball at his groin. "I'm sorry. It was an accident. I did not know the ball I had thrown at you will hit you in your area" I apologized. "Richard, said sorry to Ralph" Ms. Farrell instructed. I had just apologized to him, and you are over there telling me to apologize to him again after you had already heard me saying that? What are you, deaf? You closely heard me just apologized to him and now you want me to say almost the same thing twice out of thin air. Is that a part of the school rules? I am upset over Ms. Farrell wanting me to say sorry to Ralph gain, even though I had already did apologized to Ralph loud and clear and Ms. Farrell was right next to him. Regardless, I held my anger and calmly apologized to Ralph again based on Ms. Farrell who told me that. "I am sorry for unknowingly throw the ball at you in a bit painful way to try to get you out of the game" I apologize to Ralph again, except I said it much more different than the one earlier ago. I did not show a body language where I have to fold both of my arms together and bow down towards him. Something that I was always instructed by my parents to show the way of apologizing to someone in my own lore, but not intended to do it in school. Especially in the situation when I have to apologize to Ralph twice and simultaneously being upset over Ms. Farrell telling me to say it again loud and clear. In the end of this agitating event, I was lucky enough that Ms. Farrell and Mr. Jones did not tell me to get out of this gym or something else. Still remain in the gym to have fun playing dodgeball as Ralph cautiously gets up and maintain himself of not crying. Not wholly sure if I had explained this before, yet I never cry when I was in school, including the moment when I was in the situation where I am having trouble solving problems appearing out of nowhere. Having problems about Allen whining loud enough over a jigsaw puzzle because he can not solve it for his own even though he could have chosen an option to do something else sooner? Sure, but I do not like the fact that someone would think that I will soon be like him in a later days by identifying me as a type of person who also whine about anything. Having problems about Sarah making a disgusting look on her face towards me because she has an issue over me moving my body close to her during a bus stop? Seems perfectly fine unless Sarah had taken upon herself to make somewhat more troublesome obstacles and at the same time getting me into trouble. I do not understand why various people like that thinks it is so cool to snitch the teachers at anyone of us in the classroom or alternatively in this gym having fun throwing balls at each other. It is a fine line of getting yourself in trouble of hurting somebody simply by throwing the ball hard enough to make anyone unexpectedly begin crying, such as me unknowingly throw the ball at Ralph's groin. Can't really detail as to how badly hurt it was from that impact due to never had past experience dealing that kind of pain, and it will be best if I do not have that. Additionally when it comes to being lucky enough from getting in trouble from school, Ralph did not cry from that pain. Can you imagine somebody else in this gym just straight on started crying following their groin got thump by a ball? That would be awkward, but who knows if anyone here would agree to that. So Ralph walks to the spot where he needs to be and stand right behind Steve. "Alright, gather all the balls around you and being them here" Mr. Jones instructed. Everybody begin grabbing the balls off of the ground while I am looking around my surroundings to see any balls rolling around the gym. Sure enough, every got them and placed them down onto the black line displays indicated by Mr. Jones. Just put his foot onto the black line trailing where the balls must be placed based on his instruction. "When you are done getting all of them onto the black line, go back against the wall, your wall int he area you were in" Mr. Jones said furthermore. Like when we first started this event, we head back to the wall and instead of myself going to the same spot where I was next to Claire, I happened to be in the center spot with two new people laying on their stomach next to both of my sides. "You both do remember that Mr. Jones said we need to get to know each other our names, right?" I asked and putting up a brave face. "Yeah, what is your name?" the girl confirmed and asked. "My name is Richard. And what about you two whoa re right in both sides of me?" I answered and look at my left and right sides for at least three times. "My name is Bella. And that girl who is over there is Layla" Bella represented herself and points at Layla who is on my left side. "And my name is Anna. Nice to meet you all" Anna presented herself too as she slightly moved up and wave at all three of us. "Nice to meet you too Anna" Layla replied and wave her hand back at her. "Hey, uhhh...I forgot your name" Anna said and sounded like she is nervously shy. "My name is Richard. This is Bella and that behind me is Layla" I introduced myself and them to Anna. "Oh, right. I hope you all will do well playing this game of dodgeball. Richard, Bella, and Layla" Anna responded. "You too, Anna. You too" Bella replied and all of us started to lay our stomach on the ground. Something tells me that I am missing one more person to swot their and because most of the people from the other side had already been recognized their name from me. Therefore I quickly look around from left to right once more with both of my arms feelings like I am compressing the thing on the ground. Again, that is the way to support myself ton speed my way towards the balls and I hope I won't throw it at somebody else's groin out of the blue. While I was searching for one more person around my team, Ms. Farrell is announcing the game to start and I quickly move my body down. Lowered my body and lay my eyes at the balls like I am focusing on getting a revenge at Ralph for Logan. "Count to three again. One! Two! Three!" Ms. Farrell did the same thing from the previous time with three of her fingers risen up in the air. At the same time counting up to three with three fingers up and then blow the whistle. Launching myself at the balls and putting out all my energy to run as fast as I can until I managed to grab the purple ball instead of the blue one. Look around quickly enough to find where Ralph is at even though I had seen him standing behind Steve when the game just started and lightly bump towards someone who I was going to ask him his name. Thought I bumped into Logan who is in my team and since I bumped to a new guy, I finally asked him his name. "Hey, do you know my name?" I asked with a happy look on my face. "What?" the boy asked due to now hearing me clear enough. "Do you know what my name is? I do not think I know what your name is" I repeated. "I am Josh. What about yours?" Josh introduced to me and asked. "I am Richard. Nice to meet you" I answered and the ball roll towards me. Immediately pick it up off the ground and deflect the balls flying directly towards us, simultaneously shielding Josh as he was about to throw the ball at someone. "Hey Josh, can you do me a favor and try to get Ralph out of the game?" I kind asked. "Why him when you can get anybody from the other side out?" Josh questioned. "Pretty sure I had seem most of he people over there got out, so the only person who is still not out yet is Ralph" I replied. "No. I mean, have you managed to get someone out yet?" Josh translate as to what he was trying to ask here. "No, I have not get anybody out yet" I answered and looking at Ralph to see what his next move is. "Try to get one of them first, and then try to get Ralph out. T have not got them out, not even once. But once I get one of them out, I will help you get Ralph out" Josh made a promise. "Alright, thanks" I replied and hopped to the side to dodge the ball that had already been thrown at me. "Get one of them out, and then you can focus on Ralph" Josh gossiped and I straight up run to the other side. The person that I am glazing my eyes at is Sarah and I pretend that I have big problems against her. I mean, she had already changed her behavior ever since she had seen me for so long with a smile on her face, and I am over here acting like I am having problems with her by lightly thinking that she is still making that disgusting look at me. Often carry on being stating about moving my body close to her unexpectedly, I challenge myself to throw the ball at her. When I threw it at her, the ball just flew over her and slightly shift to the left curve. Find the other ball as Sarah managed to snatch it off the ground and throw it towards me. I thrust my hip tot he side and lucky enough that the ball she had thrown missed me. Spotted the blue ball rolling to the side and as soon as Bella was going to get it, I grab it off of the ground before she does. "Sorry, I need that Bella" I said and run to the other direction to avoid getting struck by the balls. Sarah already got the ball on her hand and threw it at me. Shift my foot further away to see that the ball landed on the ground and bounces up to hit my knee. "Richard, you are out" Sarah said and pointed a finger at me. "No he is not. The ball landed on the ground and hits him on the knee when it bounced" Everlyn backs me up, once again saving me from the trouble Sarah somewhat had created. "But the ball hit his foot" Sarah claimed and shows both of her hands pointing at my feet. "I did not feel the ball hitting on my feet" I speak out the truth. Sarah's facial expression change from looking blank, then slowly frowning and all the way to anger. "I saw you got out when the ball hit your feet, that means you are out" Sarah thought in her head and sounded probably more aggressive. "Yeah, but I did not feel like the ball hit my feet. Like I am straightforwardly telling you honestly right now. You can believe or not believe me, but I am being fair in this dodgeball game Sarah" I talked back. "Let's see if you can get you out of this competition right now" Ralph said and initially throws the ball at me. Immediately hopped to the side, resulting the ball to slam on the ground as I quickly retrieve it and throw it at Sarah. Sarah stood back and the ball I had just throw at her hits her in the stomach. And she is not a fast person almost like Ralph when he potentially keep missing at the people who are on my side. I am not saying Ralph is bad at getting some people from my area out, such as keep missing by not throwing the ball hard and accurate enough to smack them, due to how rude and disrespectful it sounds and I rather keep it to myself. Aside from that, I managed to get Sarah out and then finally attempting to get Ralph out next. "Now can you feel the ball hitting you when I threw it at you? Now you are actually out" I said. Started looking around my surrounding again to find more balls that are thrown or rolled into my area. Emily from the other side kindly rolls the ball towards me while it bounces a little bit and I took it gracefully. Carry the ball all the way to Josh and check him out to see if he got anyone out yet. "Josh, did you get anyone of them over there out yet?" I asked. "Yeah, I got McKenzie out" Josh answered and throws the ball at somebody else. "I randomly thought she is going to sacrifice herself to get hit by a ball and getting out of this competition" Logan replied. "Competition? I did not know this is a competition" I said and retrieved the ball that just roll towards me. "What are we going to win after this is over?" Josh asked. "I am guessing when we win this by getting the rest of the people out until there is nobody left" Logan assumed. "Didn't Mr. Jones said if anybody managed to catch the ball when it was thrown at you, you can get the person back into our zone when they were out?" I asked. "Like catching one ball that has already been thrown at you and get one person out of the outer spot each time you caught it?" Josh is comprehending as to what I had said there. "Yeah, something like that" I confirmed. "I felt like it is impossible to get everybody over there out, like all at once" Josh added. "You guys got any good ideas as to how to win this kind of competition?" Logan asked. "I will say getting Ralph out. If all three of us just throw the ball at him at the same time, we could get him out in no time" I had came up with the plan. "And maybe getting all of Ralph's team out and we will win this competition. Sounds like a great idea" Josh agreed. "I mean, Ralph did got me out of this event and I truly want to thank one of them here to let me be here again. Thought I was out forever" Logan said. "If you had paid attention as to what Mr. Jones had said, you will not be out of that spot forever" I replied. "So are we going to get Ralph right now, or we are going to stay here and keep the competition going on without stopping?" Josh asked. "Yeah, let's just get Ralph out already" I talked fast and all three of us get to work. Just as I had planned out, we all threw the ball at Ralph and I threw it in an unexpected way. Close to the right side of Ralph's body as Ralph managed to move to the left and made himself shift to the position where I threw the ball at. The ball that I had already threw hits him and I did not thought it would work. I had already learned tricking someone would eventually work at some point and I am glad it finally pays off of my own expectation. Nothing like I constantly doubting myself that it will never work, but would not hurt if I give it a try. Even if it does not work, I will still try it again regardless of how tiring and annoying it gets every time I keep trying and trying again. Anyway, when we finally managed to get Ralph out of this competition based on what Logan had said, the game is still on going and I happened to get smack by a ball on my upper back. Never been out before and I took it as a fine trophy before avenging Logan on Ralph completely. Throughout the rest of the day, we get told by the teachers to bring all the balls back into the bag Mr. Jones is holding and head back to the classroom. Repeating this cycle except the part where we do not play dodgeball unerringly every time we go to school for the course of six months until it is not the end of the day of school. Not the last day of school yet until at least two more months up to the moment when I was told by Ms. Goldsmith to stay in the classroom. Thought I was in trouble at first as I am pretty certain that I did not do anything frankly unsetting at anyone around me. "Hey Richard, please stay here in this classroom" Ms. Goldsmith said and points down where the classroom is at. "Wait, why?" I asked as I am having this feeling where I want to rush my way towards the bus before it drove away. "Someone with a familiar face is coming to pick you up in a moment" Ms. Goldsmith noted. In the odd tick that is running in my mind, I was wishing to become this one specific person when if a teacher is blocking your way from heading into the bus, I would have kick the teacher in the groin and make my way out of here. Or another way to make her move out of my way, I would have threw the ball at her groin, like I accidentally did it to Ralph and I was instructed by Ms. Farrell to apologized to him two times. Still mad about it, but I'll move on sooner or later. Afterwards, rush straight into the bus before it heads out to drop us out to home and enjoy just sitting in there watching a bunch of cars passing by. Or randomly went out of my way screaming and shouting while trying to get anyone around me their attention, framing the teacher, such as Ms. Goldsmith for instance who told me to stay in the classroom, that she is kidnapping me. Imagine myself being a full grown adult and almost look a lot younger than she is dealing with a kid who initiated raising their voice loud enough for anyone to stare at me with nothingness in their soul. Hey, I am still in pre school level when I was told by an old woman that it is required by some kind of a federal state law. Not sure if it is true or not, but I will walk it off and go about my day, like finishing this school year and ignore the fact that there are some people here who like to come to school or not. Repeatedly keep coming to school or not coming to school rigorously every time I have school in every weekdays. Anyway, Ms. Goldsmith escort me back into the classroom as I remain calm and silent and stare at the bookshelves from the center of this room. "While you are waiting for someone to come see you, what do you want to do? In fact, you can choose anything you want to play from that center bookshelves right over there and I will set a table for you to play on" Ms. Goldsmith said and points at the center bookshelves. "Alright" I replied and make my way towards the center bookshelves to go through every shelves. My mind feels like I want to form colorful wooden shapes all together, therefore I pull out this small wooden box and expected to be a bunch of thin tan rhombuses that are still inside of that see through lid. Bring it to the table Ms. Goldsmith had already placed and the table she had pushed towards is near the enter bookshelves from where I extract the small wooden box. Also had the permission to come back to the center bookshelves, I head back towards it and scoop up the limited amount of colorful wooden shapes that I can bring to the table. Put the pile right beside the small wooden box, open the see through lid by sliding it downward, and dump out all the colorful wooden shapes out of there. Instead of combining most of the thin rhombus all together and form into like a sunflower or a giant blade grinder, I had already have another idea where I need to come up with a strategy to perfectly put all the shapes back into the small wooden box. Because there are still a lot of thin rhombuses that the three teachers are kind of too clumsy to put or take out the limit amount of that, I started off by layering out the thin rhombuses and measured the length of how small the wooden box could offer all of them. Pretending like all of the wooden shapes and the wooden box is all mine and not ending up like Jacob who is being entitled from way back at this one specific time when he wants to take the number one sign home. Noticed that the length of the wooden box is at least three thin rhombuses and created a flat surface in there with only using the thin ones. With two thin ones facing along the lines flatly and the other on the inner edge sticking upward almost like a forty five degree angle, I attempt to put it down with two of my thumb pushing against it with full force and realized I am not strong enough to do that. As I am figuring out how to get that row of thin rhombuses flat down, I heard someone from my further right called my name. "Hey Richard, I want you to meet someone" Ms. Farrell said and look at someone who she had been talking to/. I have not tracked on their conversation because I was really focus on coming up with a plan to put all of the wooden shapes right into the wooden box perfectly without letting one of them sticking up. But anyway, I look at where Ms. Farrell is looking at and it is my dad who is smiling at me. "Oh, hey dad" I greeted him. "Hey Phuc, what are you doing over there?" dad asked and looks at where I am working on. "I am working on putting all the shapes in there perfectly without letting any remaining shapes left behind" I answered. "That is cool" dad responded and face towards Ms. Farrell to continue having a conversation with her. Ms. Farrell brought up this one time when I was a well behaved child and I never make any one of the three teachers feeling mad over something that I had done unintentionally. Goes on saying that I am a really nice student and none of the teachers have any problems about me, which I think I should give myself some kudos from Ms. Farrell talking positive vibes about me towards my dad. Later, they finished having a conversation and I was instructed by Ms. Farrell to clean up the mess I have created. So I gather all the colorful wooden shapes, dump all of them back into the bins, the rest goes into the small wooden box when I shoved the remaining wooden shapes in a random position times to myself partially having a panic attack, and gently tuck both the bins of the wooden shapes and the small wooden box back into the shelves. Promptly make my way towards my dad and both me and my dad are free to walk out of this classroom. Again, it is the end of the day to just go home and rest until I have to come back again tomorrow and educate my intelligence another time. During the time when my dad is guiding me into the caravan he had driven to get here, I asked him if he or my mother could buy me this small clothing bag shaped into a worthy tiny mini ship floating in mid air filled with a load of colorful wooden shapes, like the one I had played around with previously ago. I will just wait it out and remained being a well behave person until one of my parents at last decided to get me these things.