“Excuse me?” Glória blushed a little. “It’s Apinajé. Mother’s parents were Indians.”
I puffed up with pride because I must have been the only kid with an Indian surname at that school.
Then Glória signed a paper and stopped, hesitant. “Is there something else?”
“I’d like to know about the uniforms... You see... Father is unemployed and we’re very poor.”
Which was proven when the headmistress asked me to turn around so she could get an idea of my size, and saw my patches.
She wrote a number on a piece of paper and sent us inside to look for Dona Eulália.
Dona Eulália was also surprised at how small I was. The smallest size she had was so big I was drowning in it.
“This is the smallest I’ve got, but it’s too big. What a tiny child!” “I can take it up.” She gave us two uniforms and we left.
I was pleased with the present, and imagined Pinkie’s face when he saw me in new school clothes.
As the days went by I told him everything. What it was like, what went on there.
“They ring a big bell. But not as big as the church bell. You know, right?
Everyone goes into the main courtyard and looks for the place where their teacher is.
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