{THE NEXT MORNING, PAUL WOKE UP VERY SICK. 6:30 WHEN MISS PALE WENT TO THE KITCHEN TO MAKE BREAKFAST, PAUL SHOWED UP.}
Paul : Morning mom.
Miss Pale : Morning my boy, how are you?
Paul : I think I'm a little sick.
Miss Pale : What's wrong?
Paul : My stomach hurts.
Miss Pale : Maybe you shouldn't go to school!
Paul : No, I'm going to school. I don't want to miss out on my school work.
Mr Khumalo : {KNOCKING ON THE DOOR.}
Miss Pale : Come in.
Mr Khumalo : HI guys...
Miss Pale : Hi. {GREETING IN A LOW VOICE.}
Mr Khumalo : What's wrong?
Miss Pale : Paul is not feeling well, but he is insisting to go school.
Mr Khumalo : It's OK. We'll pass by the clinic to check what's wrong with him.
Miss Pale : I'd appreciate that.
Mr Khumalo : Is he ready to go?
Miss Pale : I think so, but I was just making breakfast. You are welcome to join us.
Mr Khumalo : No...
Miss Pale : I insist...
Mr Khumalo : OK. If you say so. I guess I have no choice but to join you.
Miss Pale : THANK YOU!!!
{AFTER EATING BREAKFAST. PAUL AND MR KHUMALO DROVE TO THE CLINIC.}
Mr Khumalo : Come on Paul, hurry up.
Paul : {KEEPS QUIET AND HURRIED TO THE CLINIC.}
Mr Khumalo : HI ma'am. Would you please help us.
Nurse : Yes...
Mr Khumalo : My boy says that his stomach hurts, so I wanted you to check and tell us what is going on with him.
Nurse : Follow me.
{THEY FOLLOWED HER AND ENTERED A ROOM, WHERE THE NURSE DID A CHECK UP.}
Nurse : According to the findings, it is nothing much. He just needs to drink a teaspoon of this medication once a day if it ever happens again. But for today, I already gave him a dose to make him feel better and stronger.
Mr Khumalo : Thanks doc.
Nurse : Just doing my job.
Mr Khumalo : OK then, we have to get going.
Nurse : Drive safely.
Mr Khumalo : We will. Keep well yourself.
Paul : Bye ma'am.
Nurse : Goodbye boy. Remember, school is important.
Paul : I know...
Nurse : {SMILED.}
Mr Khumalo : Let's go. We don't want to late for school.
Paul : {WALKS OUT WHILE STARING AT THE NURSE.}
{THEY GOT OUT OF THE CLINIC AND DROVE TO SCHOOL. 7:45, PAUL WENT TO HIS CLASS AND MR KHUMALO WENT TO THE OFFICE TO SIGN A CHECK IN LIST.}
Paul : Gents...
Gents : How are you doing boy?
Paul : I'm good and you?
Gents : We're good.
YOU ARE READING
THE VILLAGE BOY.
Teen FictionIn a small village far from the city. There lived a young boy, who was born in a poor family. He focused all his energy in his studies. He always told himself that he want to wash his mother's poverty. And give her a better lifestyle. Every morning...
