Mrs. Robins had passed out all of the Scholastic Book Fair packages and everyone was digging through their bags excited to finally get their orders. Most of them did not even remember what they had picked out.
Gloria was holding her new books. Not reading them yet just
holding them. She’d never had a brand-new book of her own, just library sale
remnants with the covers torn off and a few hand me downs from her older
cousins, who didn’t read the kind of stories she liked. They were all about princesses
and she really liked space stories best. But these were hers. Brand new. Never
even been opened books.
And it wasn’t just one book, it was two and a poster of a
rainbow for her bedroom wall. Last year she saw a picture of a bedroom in a
Sear’s catalogue that was all rainbows. Rainbow comforter, rainbow pillows, a
small rug that was even shaped like a rainbow. It might take her awhile to get
all the other pieces, but this was a start.
“My mother bought those books.”
“What?”
“My mother bought your books. See the red dot up in the
corner? Those were the forms that my mother marked for” Ellie paused and made
sure she was pronouncing the word correctly, “underprivileged kids.”
Whoever had decided to leave the red dots on the prepaid
order forms had clearly not understood how they were leaving a large scarlet
letter P for Poor on them all.
“My mother did a lot of them. She thinks it’s important that
all kids have books of their own.”
“What did you just call me?”
“Underprivileged, it means that you…”
“I know what it means!” Gloria didn’t really know what it
meant but she was pretty sure it was an insult.
“Then why did you ask?”
“Because I wanted to, that’s why!”
“What did you get?” Ellie reached out to see the books as Gloria
was frantically shoving them back into the Scholastic bag, ripping her poster
as she did so.
“Your mother paid for them so, here!”
And with that Gloria swung the bag at Ellie who was bending
down to see which books Gloria had. The bag connected with Ellie’s face with a
sickening thud.
Both of their mothers were called, and they all went to the
principal’s office. After Ellie stopped at the nurse to get a bag of ice for
her rapidly blackening eye.
Gloria’s mother was sitting very quietly and still. Which Gloria
knew meant she was in really big trouble.
“Gloria, do you realize how dangerous what you did was? You
could have broken Ellie’s nose or worse.”
“I didn’t mean to hit her in the face with my books.” Which
she didn’t. She had meant to hit her in the stomach with them.
“Why did you hit her?”
“Like I told Mrs. Robins, she called me a name.”
“I didn’t” Ellie protested.
“You did too! You said I was underprivitch.”
“Underprivileged.” Ellie couldn’t help correcting her. “And
you are.”
Gloria glared at the principal, “See?”
Ellie’s mother reached out and put her hand on Ellie’s
shoulder, “Ellie, enough.”
“But Gloria knows she’s underprivileged. She told me she
knew what it meant. And it’s not an insult. Everyone has different things. And
that’s okay. You said so!”
“I did say so. But it’s not polite to talk about in public.”
Ellie squinted her eyes and thrust out her jaw. If you
wanted a picture for the dictionary for stubborn that could have been it. “You
also said you shouldn’t talk in private about things you wouldn’t say in
public.”
“We will talk about it more at home.”
Gloria’s mother then spoke up, “Gloria, I don’t care how
embarrassed you are by what Ellie said you cannot hit her.”
“I’m not embarrassed, I’m mad. She said her mother paid for
my books, so I was just going to give them to her she wanted them so bad. And
you said that sometimes you just needed to smack people to get their attention.”
Gloria’s mother shook her head, “That’s not what I meant. We
will also talk about it at home. For now, I want you to apologize. And I want
to apologize as well. I clearly have to watch what I say around her.”
Gloria sighed, “I’m sorry I hit you in the face with the
books. I didn’t mean to do that and I’m sorry your eye is going to fall out.”
“MY EYE IS GOING TO FALL OUT?”
“No, no, no. Your eye isn’t going to fall out. It’s just
going to have a bruise for a while. Gloria, apologize for saying her eye was
going to fall out.”
Gloria sighed, “I’m sorry your eye isn’t going to fall out.”
Her mother gave her a stop it right now look, “Fine. I’m
sorry I said your eye was going to fall out. I don’t know if it will fall out.”
Ellie’s mother nudged Ellie in the shoulder, “I’m sorry I said you were underprivileged even though I don’t know why I should be sorry about it.”
Ellie’s mother closed her eyes and took a deep breath, “I am
sorry as well. We also need to discuss what we do and do not say.”
The principal asked if everyone was satisfied with the
outcome. And warned the girls that next time there would be more severe
punishment for any sort of fighting.
As they walked out Gloria’s mother told her that she would have to work late
the whole next week to make up the hours she had to lose to come down to the
school that afternoon. “Hopefully your Aunt Paula can watch you after school.”
“I can stay by myself. I promise. I’ll be responsible.” Gloria hated going to
Aunt Paula’s house. It was loud and crowded and her cousins always wanted to
play beauty shop and dress up with Gloria as the makeover recipient. She just
wanted to read.
“You don’t get a vote in this one. You caused the problem,
now I have to fix it.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I think I have a
solution for you.” Ellie’s mother said.
Gloria’s mother looked at her suspiciously.
“I think it might do the girls good to spend some time with
each other. I can bring Gloria to our house after school. The girls can do
their homework together and then get to know each other a little better. Maybe
reach an understanding?”
And with that Gloria wished she was the one with the black
eye because this was going to be much worse.
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