Article August 19, 1972 Issue

Who Is My or Me?

ORLA R. EASTBURG

Paula, arriving home, did not enter the house but sat forlornly on the front steps. "I don't like that new school," she muttered. She had been attending school for a month and still had not made any friends. She thought unhappily of the events of the day.

In giving her speech for an English assignment, she had made a mistake which caused the whole class to laugh at her. When school was out, some boys teased her about it.

As she hurried on her way, blinking back the tears, three girls from her class passed by her quickly. Then, glancing back over their shoulders at Paula, they giggled. Paula was sure they were laughing at her. Absently she picked up her brother's jackknife that was lying on the step where he had forgotten it. As she tried to close it, it slipped and cut her hand deeply.

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