Fire is not a good thing where I live. We don’t have firetrucks or firemen. I remember one fire that was set on purpose. I was a small child in K level. We had real desks, our own books, and pencils to write with.
While we were having our tea, our teacher noticed smoke coming from the schoolroom. He ran back waving his arms “Fire – quick bring water.”
The children pumped water and took it to the building while the youth and the teachers went inside trying to save school supplies and desks. We didn’t have much time to think. Some adults walking on the road stopped to watch. They didn’t offer to help. That day, my school burned to the ground because someone was jealous that we had a school to learn in.
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