His Eagle Eyes on Me

She knew that Grandma would be overjoyed if she brought potatoes home.

The children had calmed down shortly after and the teachers started leading their classes to the field to dig for potatoes.

Each class was assigned an area and Irene focused on the task at hand, thinking that no one else would be frightened by her any longer. Shortly after, someone kicked her from behind. "You are so ugly! You are a little monster!"

A boy waved his plastic shovel and mocked her. "They are afraid of you, but I'm not! You ugly monster! Get out of our kindergarten!" Irene clenched her fists in the dirt and roared, "I'm not a monster!"

"You are! You are a monster! You are scarier than a monster!" The boy yelled, before shoving her to the ground.

Tears filled her eyes, but she held back and reminded herself not to cry. At the same time, she crawled up and shoved the boy back.

are you two doing?! No fighting!" The teachers

hour later, Grandma was pulled aside by a teacher when she came to

the teacher explained. "The boy's parents are here, demanding an apology and that we expel her... Ma'am, perhaps you should

Irene's reddened eyes. Irene kept her head down, not daring to look

and walked toward the

another person for no reason. Your son must have started it first, and all she did was

called me ugly

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rude," Irene said, all the while holding back her tears. "He kicked me, too. I didn't move when he first kicked me, but then he shoved me

all the parents along with their children heard

my son