C4 Chapter4

1:00 pm

We are in the middle of math class, one of my favorite subjects. The bell rings. Instead of the teacher stopping his lecture and letting us go to recess, he continues as if nothing had happened. This is how the violation of human rights begins I swear. He doesn't respect the timing, he says, for our sake.

I have the impression that he doesn't know the students of this school well yet. Two minutes have passed and he still hasn't finished, it's as if he doesn't even intend to finish his lesson.

-M.? Said kuate the class nerd.

- Yes?

-In accordance with article 17 paragraph 2 of the internal regulations of this establishment, it is strictly forbidden for teachers, under any pretext whatsoever, to deprive students of their recess.

Under penalty of suspension from 1 to 7 days and...

Before he even finished his sentence, the teacher answered

-hummm it's ok it's ok no need to make a big deal I'm sorry dear students this will not happen again.

A teacher who apologizes so easily and humbly to his students?! Well, in my country, in most cases it is only money and power that can cause this. Even if the student is right, you will be told that the teacher is always right and that you should always say yes and Amen to everything he says. Money also puts everyone in their place.

My classmates go out to the dining hall and I stay in the classroom, no need to ask again why!

They must all think that I am anorexic, including Marcelle. She has been used to it for a long time.

I stay in class with my incredible friend kuate. We get along well together.

- so kuate. You hit it hard earlier

- hahaha but what do you think? Just because I'm first in my class and I like math doesn't mean I should be proud that he's taking away hours that aren't his due

- yes you're right

- see you later Smith I'm coming

*Wilfried*

Just after the call of wonder, I tried to borrow money from all my acquaintances but nothing I could not even get 1000 francs. Another person went so far as to tell me that she had money but couldn't give it to me because she had already borrowed too much money and her debtors never came to return it even after I told her it was a matter of life and death. I even called my aunts and uncles, cousins, and no one wanted to help me.

I know it's not the best solution, but I don't have much choice given the urgency of the situation. I've got to call Rodriguez

- # Hello

- yes hello it's me, Wilfried

- yes Wilfried I know who you are. Tell me what you want I'm at work

- I want you to borrow some money

- Wait! Are you serious?

So you really think I'm going to risk my life to give you money? You know the risks of my job. If you want money, then come and work yourself like I told you to

- Okay, I'll work, I said with tears in my eyes.

- I hope this is not a trap you're setting for me

He indicated me a place where I had to go to wait for him to my great surprise it was not him that I met there. I saw a rather colossal and very influential man who explained me the workings of the trade and warned me several times that this trade was for life.

There was no turning back.

For my first mission, I had to deliver 15 bags of drugs for 10000 francs a day.

10,000 francs a day. I was dazzled, excited and at the same time I was very very afraid

I followed the recommendations carefully and at the end of the day I received a message sending me to u. Other place to get my payment.

At the end of the day I found myself in a room. And I was slightly regretting it. But once I sent the money to my mother and she started creating joy and blessing me I didn't regret it anymore. I was even happy to give her a smile.

The day after

*Rachel*

I didn't sleep all night. I prayed and prayed for the sister's quick recovery.

I haven't been to see my sister at the healer's since the first day because we have to take turns going. "It's not safe to leave the house alone especially in this neighborhood and given the condition of our Cardenas." At least that's what my mother says.

Luckily my brother sent money and mom says everything is better but today after school I will go there.

At school, everything is going well. The lessons, the exercises, the chatting, in short everything is going well. At least that's what I told myself until the break, when all the students went out, including Marcelle, only Daniel Monthé and I were left.

Without knowing how I accidentally spilled his bag on the floor and he got upset.

- I'm sorry.

- ahhh it's always the same story with you you're always sorry you spend all your time hurting me