Its Lisa's birthday and she wants to spend it with her little brother.
"Well don't wait around here!"
"You won't see nothing!"
"It's like a penny. It's like fire, in the stove."
"No it's not!" "You're lying, you don't remember!"
"Hey, everyone. let's put her in a closet before the teacher comes!"
Don't bully people. Treat people the way you want to be treated.
"Well don't wait around here!" cried the boy, savagely; "You won't see nothing!"
"It's like a penny," she cried once, eyes closed. "No, it's not!" the children cried. "It's like a fire," she said, "in the stove." "You're lying, you don't remember!" cried the children.
"All a joke !" said the boy, and seized her roughly. "Hey, everyone, let’s put her in a closet before the teacher comes !" "No," said Margot, falling back. They surged about her, caught her up and bore her, protesting, and then pleading, and then crying, back into a tunnel, a room, a closet, where they slammed and locked the door. They stood looking at the door and saw it tremble from her beating and throwing herself against it. They heard her muffled cries. Then, smiling, the turned and went out and back down the tunnel, just as the teacher arrived. "Ready, children ?" She glanced at her watch. "Yes !" said everyone. "Are we all here ?" "Yes !"