Chapter Nine

 The first half of his day in his new school had gone fine. He was introduced to each class he came to, shyly smiling at each introduction. Lunch came and he found himself to his own devices. He took his seat outside under the shade of a grand oak tree. He ate and wrote his thoughts in the camel leather bound journal his mother had brought back from India for his birthday. He remained quiet throughout the day, observing and learning his new surroundings. The rest of the day after lunch went smoothly enough, no one really bothering him or paying him any extra attention; for which he was grateful. He wanted to orient himself before anyone noticed his existence. He was thankful no one but the teachers called on him, and even they largely left him alone. Everyone seemed to collectively understand he needed his space to gain his bearings, respecting this need for an equilibrium balance. 

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