There's A New Boy At My School.
He's A Chinese Boy Who Cannot Speak Any English.
His Father Is A Buisenessman, And Moved HEre, And Now His Son Has To Come With.
I Don't Know His Name, Because I Cannot Pronounce It.
Because He Cannot Speak English, My Friend Ming-Xiao Yang (He Goes By 'Andrew')
Has To Be His Translator. Andrew, Brock, Alex, And I All Sit At This Table At Lunch,
A Few Of Us Don't Eat, Like Me, And Use The Time To Talk Things Over.
Andrew And The New Boy Sat Down, And We All Got To Know Him A Little Better.
Andrew Introduced Alex As 'The Boy Who Has A Record For Being Stupid', In Chinese,
And We All Laughed, Including The New Boy.
I Laughed, And Milk Came Out Of My Nose.
Everyone Laughed Too.
But, I Noticed The New Boy Looked Very Sad.
Andrew Said He Asked The New Boy About It, And That The Boy Said
He 'Just Felt Bored'.
But I Think He Feels Isolated.
I Wouldn't Want To Be In A Place Where only One Person Understands Me...
I Haven't Gotten To Talk With Him.
I Waved, And Smiled, And He Nodded.
But, That's All.
My School Gave Me A Lot Of Stuff To Do,
But, I'm Very Tired.
I Don't Know How I Am So Weary.
But I Am.
So, I Will Finish Some Of It Later...
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