Wednesday, 14 May 2014 The classroom was full of students,at least 30 of them. I recognized the old brown chairs and wooden fold up desks to be the same ones in my high school,which i haven't visited in 7 years since matriculating. I sat quietly,2nd row from the back.After uttering something that to a fellow student next to me i felt a painful slap making contact with the left side of my face.The blow came from behind. Angrily I turned around to see curly haired, olive skinned Casey with a look of menace on his face. Could he overheard and perceived my comment to be an offensive one? The statement was soon deciphered as benign and non-malicious,although i received no apology as redress. This made me boil inside.