I was sitting in Mr. Stevens social studies class which was my first morning class, and Mr. Stevens was in the middle of a boring talk about the Declaration of Independence when someone knocked at the door. The principal walked in, said hello to the class and walked up to Mr. Stevens and started to talk to him. Then he went over to the door and brought in an oriental kid whom Mr. Stevens introduced to the class. The boy said his name was Stewart Loo. He said hello to the class but only a few of the kids responded to his gesture of friendliness.

Mr. Stevens brought Stewart up to date about our assignments, gave him some books and told him that he could sit in any of the empty seats. He chose to sit in an empty chair in the back of the class. Mr. Stevens then continued his lecture about the Declaration of Independence.

Half-way through his lecture the bell rang and we went to our next class. While we were going out one of the school bullies tripped Stewart when he passed in front of him. Then at lunch we ate out by a tree where we always sat and chatted small talk. Stewart came up and asked if he could sit down with us, and we said that he could.

When our lunch break was over we started to head for the front door of the school when the bully came up to us and started to tease Stewart. We told him to stop but he pushed Stewart and asked him what he was going to do about it. Just as he was starting to threaten him again a teacher walked out and saw what the bully was doing. He told him to stop then brought him to the principal's office. Since he was told many times before to leave the students alone, he was suspended.

As the weeks went on, though, things got worse for Stewart because some of the other bullies kept on teasing him. But when they started to beat him up a lot, it made me and my friends, mad, and we went up to the bullies and told them to leave Stewart alone. They didn't take us serious, though, because they knew that none of us would want to fight them because they were stronger. But they didn't bother Stewart when he was with us because we were getting tired of them bothering him and they knew we would stop them. When Stewart was alone, though, they would always bother him.

After a couple of months of this went by, one day I didn't see him in school anymore and I asked one of my friends where he was. He said that he had moved away. This shocked me because we were good friends. Man, I wish you luck wherever you are!

By: Robert Pitka