Avery is an extremely mischievous boy.

He was on an equal footing with Dolores before she left St. Thomas, and after Dolores left, he took over all the "power" she left behind in one fell swoop. The tradition of Striff getting into trouble from time to time has been well inherited, and there is even a lot of discord.

Isn't it? Look at what day it is, September 8th, the Feast of Our Lady's Birthday, if it was St. Thomas in the past, such a day would just gather all the teachers and students of the school to present the Rosary Sutra and lilies to the Virgin, and recite the corresponding scriptures; But this year, perhaps in order to get rid of the shadow of the accidents caused by the summer vacation as soon as possible, Mrs. Borough took the initiative and generously donated money to organize a large-scale garden fair with the school board and some members of the Parent-Teacher Association in the name of "Celebrating the Birthday of Our Lady and the Beginning of the School Day"; Just as on school anniversary, students and teachers have their own tasks, and religious drama is a great weapon at St. Thomas's primary school, and in view of Mr. Stereff's selfless help throughout the chaotic summer vacation, Mrs. Borough reciprocated. Streiff became the main actor in the religious drama.

The repertoire is based on the "Conception Notice", with the help of the dialogue between the angel Gabriel and the Virgin in a religious story (although not the most opportune, but on the day of the Nativity of the Virgin has to do something related to it), Sasha. Streiff was asked to play the angel Gabriel, who came to the mortal world to convey the divine will to the Virgin Mary with a lily in his hand, and as soon as he appeared, he was amazed - not to say how good his acting skills were, religious dramas, especially such religious dramas taken from the Bible, have almost no room for actors to play, and even the recitation of lines must be completely in accordance with every letter of the Gospel and even punctuation marks - the first thing that attracts people's attention is his appearance and demeanor, what a lovely and calm child! Of course, as human beings they can't compare it to real angels, but just in Sasha. The moment Trev walked out of the curtain, few could have thought that there would be any other child better suited for the role than him—for a moment, it was only because of the selfishness of the people, most of whom were parents of St. Thomas's elementary school—and emotionally speaking, everyone would only think that their child was the best and the best.

Then there was his costume, and Mr. Stryff declined the kindness of others - it was certainly impossible for Sasha to use the kind of rented costumes that were passed around and I don't know who or even animals were going to wear, and Stryff didn't trust the craftsmanship of others, although he had only made diapers before, but he didn't think that sewing would be more complicated and difficult to master than the miniature paintings in Persian palaces or the Runi script that was said to have been lost for a long time, and it was true that he stepped on an old-fashioned sewing machine himself (as it used to be" Bison Bill "used to make a milk/leather vest" for two nights, and finally got the hang of it. Mr. Stryff, who is familiar with history, art and religion, came from Ludovico, Italy? Karazi, not Da. Fincher was inspired by his painting "Notification of Conception", and chose light lotus-red thin spun silk with a pearl-colored luster and a light texture to make a wide robe for his child without collars and long sleeves, from the thin belt of the waist to the gold embroidery patterns on the cuffs, chest, and hem were meticulously reproduced, and then he also made a pair of wings for little Gabriel - thousands of dyed feathers of sun yellow, wool white, ivory yellow, moss green, coral red, and gray lake green. They are like clouds that gently cover the shoulders and back of the child, because of the slender and elastic baleen braces inside, and the two wings swing slowly and vigorously as they walk.

Madame Borough praised this, and was thus full of hope for this religious drama, and even the most lawless child did not dare to spoil the kind old woman's interest at this time; So the prank happened after the curtain call, returning to the classroom that was temporarily used as a dressing room to change back into a shirt and trousers. Stryff discovers that his clothes are missing.

"You can continue to wear that pretty little dress of yours!" Avery stood in the hallway outside the classroom and shouted loudly, triumphant, he was a weighty little fat man, one could take up half of the entire hallway, "But it's a hindrance, isn't it?" He said in that lewd tone that clearly bears traces of a midnight movie: "Delicate useless little sand girl......"

The boys behind him laughed roughly, like chicks stuck in the neck, and teenage boys were still in the stage of putting caterpillars on the pigtails of the girls they liked, but they had also learned how to deal with potential enemies who were too popular, especially when that enemy never "bullied" girls to make him more likable.

Sasha walked out of the classroom, the ends of his feather wings flapping against the sides of his back. Too lazy to care about what the mischievous ghosts were saying - the father was right, the children's memory was very poor, and he remembered that he had already talked to them before the summer holidays - with the tongue, and more importantly, with the fists.

The Stryff children calmly rolled their eyes and counted their numbers, one, two, three, four...... There are five in total, and it is not difficult to deal with. "Little Lady Sasha" didn't say a word, tensed his muscles, and it only took a few seconds to rush in front of the boys—the boys were literally taken aback, and they didn't have time to react properly—Avery's jaw was jerked upwards by him, and the fat boy lost his balance, waving his hands and falling straight backwards while snorting, and the boy next to him, one of whom was trampled by Sasha, was slammed against the wall by him, The other, when he tried to swing his fist, was struck by a strong elbow from the stooping and flashing of the sand, and he immediately cried out in pain; The third was tripped by Sasha's outstretched foot, and the fourth was involved, and they hugged each other tightly face to face and fell to the ground, Sasha jumped up and stood on the latter's fat shoulders, and the weight of an eight-year-old boy was not light, but it was not heavy, and the guy at the bottom immediately let out a bitter moan.

Sasha jumped off two overlapping backs, and the fifth boy was nearly a head taller than Sasha, but he immediately scrambled to dig out the tangled pieces of clothes from his bag and return them to their owners.

"Thank you." "Plus, it's not a skirt, and it's not in the way," Sasha said. ”

Sasha ran into the classroom with his clothes, but the boys' bad luck did not go away with his footsteps, and while they were humming and chirping, helping each other to get up, another person came from the end of the corridor - the boys must have prayed aloud in their hearts that she had not seen anything, but unfortunately neither God nor the Virgin Mary was online at this time, young and beautiful, the new female teacher bent down and checked on them, After determining that the previous accident would only leave them with a slight bruise at best, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Come to my office tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow at noon." She said softly and amiably, "Copy 1 Peter." One time per person. ”

"Be fair, Mr. Kemila," cried Avery the Fat Man, "we didn't do anything, to be exact, Sasha. Stryff hit us. ”

"That's right!" The boys shouted in unison.

"Well, I saw it," the female teacher smiled and nodded, "One beat you four." ”

The boys immediately fell silent.

"I didn't punish you for that," said Kemira, "and I punish you...... It's because you discriminate against women. 'Delicate, useless little sand girl? She mimicked Avery vividly.

"That's all." Amid the boys' wails, she blinked and said she had made a final judgment — rejecting all appeals.

Kemira has bright, round and large eyes, deep turquoise iris, deep eyeliner, and the tips of the eyes are slightly raised, like a variant of Chinchillapos.

The boys sniffled, suddenly thinking that maybe the consequences weren't bad.

***

Kemira also had to change her clothes, playing the role of the Virgin Mary, a costume sponsored by Madame Boro, a white linen tunic with a hint of variegation and a dark blue embroidered robe that resembled the old-fashioned sacrificial garments worn at Mass, layered and verbose, like the foam of the Aegean Sea surrounding Venus and the young education interns.

With a dress of at least twenty pounds, she could hardly walk, let alone attend the next ball.

After changing her clothes, she was a little surprised to see that "little Gabriel" was still stranded between the desks and chairs, and she approached curiously, and found that this child, who was as steady as an adult (except for some special moments), was arranging his shirt with a straight face, but it must have been in vain, the shirt was cotton silk, and after being haphazardly stuffed into the school bag, it was already wrinkled like dried kelp, and it was not even with her hands alone.

She watched for a long time, and finally determined that her son might not look like his father—Kemira had only been here for a few days, and Mr. Stryff had only nodded his head at each other, but Mrs. Borough was very talkative, and Kemira had learned where the gown that the boys called "the pretty little dress" came from, and Mr. Stryff was said to be an excellent cook and gardener—compared to his father, little Stryff was much less capable of this, and could even be said to be clumsy, Kemira watched as he made the shirt worse (she couldn't understand why the boy had put the shirt on the desk, did he think it would smooth it out?). I finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I've brought a portable iron," she suggested gently, holding up a hand, "let me help you, little angel, while the others are still waiting for us outside." ”

Sasha who was about to summon his father. Strev paused, thought for a moment, and stepped away from his desk.

"Hold on to this." Kemira said, handing over her costume to Sasha to hold, and the soft and warm fabric immediately submerged the child.

Sasha heard a slight sneer, completely sneering, without malice.

"Sit there and count from one to a thousand."

Kemira said, removing the black folding iron from her purse.

***

Mr. Stleiff and Mrs. Borough saw this scene.

"Oh, that's wonderful, isn't it?" Mrs. Borough said happily, and she raised her elongated eyebrows at Mr. Stryff.

Striff didn't know if she meant it, and he wisely remained silent.

He did not agree with Madame Borough's words—Miss Camilla, as beautiful as she was, and perhaps virtuous enough, was too old for Sasha.

(To be continued)