This week, his mother had Saturday and Sunday off.
For two days in a row, she took him out to have fun.
He was overjoyed.
People were always eager to share the things that made them happy.
The boy could hardly wait to find Ya Ya and share his joy with her.
School let out earlier on Friday than it had on the previous days.
For once, the boy was among the first to leave the classroom.
Usually, he was one of the last.
Everyone was so eager to get out of school.
As soon as the bell rang, the quicker students would dash out of the classroom.
Those who were a little slower would shuffle out together, chatting and laughing.
He didn't want to push his way through them.
So he always waited until the doorway cleared before leaving.
But today, he wanted to see Ya Ya as soon as possible.
The boy hurried along.
He crossed the corridor and went down the stairs.
The school was bustling with activity after classes ended.
He looked straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the path in front of him.
He felt as though the emotions in his heart were about to overflow.
He'd had such a wonderful weekend.
A broad smile spread across his face before he knew it.
As if realizing how silly he must look, the boy lowered his head slightly.
The boy left the school.
His steps quickened.
"Ow!"
A cry of surprise rang out.
The boy felt as if he'd walked into a wall.
A sharp soreness shot up from his nose, and his eyes instantly welled with tears.
He stumbled back a step.
Before he could recover—
"Who was that?"
A fierce scolding came crashing down on him.
"Don't you