
St James
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I like playing so much when am outside the school and when we are in break. One day when I was in break, the friends of me came and we played and then we forget and went outside the school
I was thinking that I was in school but I realized that I was being held with my brother to the school. I did not know that I was outside, I tell him that we were playing and he was very mad and angry and beat me on the head and it was sad and painful and I was crying hard.
At the school my teacher beat me hard and I was then in class and my friends ran aways and did not come to school again .
Next day they came and they were beaten also . I now play in the class as our school have no field here in mathare slum and I love it now but sometings we fall on the chairs and tables the rooms are small and many tables and chairs cannot fit. I don’t know why but I love being happy and I play a lot and also read there .
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