"Another kick sent me back to the floor, flat on my face. As i went down ,my jaw struck the blunt side of the blade of an axe jutting from the side of the crate."
"I dreaded the whipping the teachers meted out,without exception,day in and day out, to all who violated the school's strict code of discipline. I was often a victim of such punishment, usually for such things as: lack of school uniform,having long nails,uncombed hair,lack of primers,failing dictation,failure to pay school fees on time, and a bully-boy image.
"The wounded man staggered left and right, clutching his slashed throat,which spewed blood. I was now bathed in perspiration. my breath was coming out in spurts.As the wounded man staggered past me, i detected tube- like things unwinding like a spool of thread through his slashed overalls. his guts were spilling from his belly!"
"Should I leave a note for my mother? Where should I leave it? How did it feel when someone died? Where should I plunge the knife: in the stomach or the heart?
Having never owned a comic book in my life, I tirelessly read them over and over again, the parts I could understand."
"Johannes,i'm proud to inform you that you've been awarded,based on your academic record, a government scholarship to pay for you schooling for each of the three years of secondary school."