An elderly man, travelling on the public bus which took us to school, had complained about a boy who had made a nuisance of himself blowing grains of rice through a pea-shooter. Since we all travelled on that bus and none of us would confess, the headmaster beat us all. The truth – as we tried to explain – was that the guilty boy went to another school. His name was Ralph. He was a maniac. His behaviour, every day, was so demented that we forbade him to sit with us. That is why he was shooting rice – he was aiming at us.

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