CHILDREN

The children, seeing the favoritism that they have for Francisco, not only tell him the things that I am going to tell you; but they also write them both in the emails of Francisco and all his classmates and on every wall of the school; but they also say things like: "It is better that you no longer come to school, outcast",

"Look at your clothes, you look like a beggar",

"Why don't you go to work as a beggar; instead of working here, surrounded by people like us, who are your superiors "," Take a shower, you suck "; among other things ", said Rafael.

"Is that happening? How did you find out? Why didn't our son tell me anything? Did you notify your teachers and the principal about this what is happening? " Eliana asked.

"Yes dear, this is happening at school with our son. Our son told me one day when he was alone and crying over the emails that his classmates had sent him that were too offensive and humiliating; He told me everything that was happening to him, what was happening at school, and how cruel his classmates were are to him.

He also told me how a day of pure courage, they put our son in the toilet, they hid his clothes leaving him naked and that he did not know what to do but call me when I found him that time, he was all wet, he smelled of urine and he was naked, crying non-stop; I took our son, hugged him and put on him the clothes that I had bought just that day to give him; not without first bathing it.

While I was bathing him, he hugged me so hard that I felt all his fears and we stood there hugging without saying anything; at home, I did not ask him anything, I simply plucked up the courage and waited until our son decided to tell me everything that had happened to him and he arrived just at that moment of loneliness, he told me with luxuries of details all the hell for which our son It happened and I was going through those moments; He didn't keep quiet because he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to have someone and that someone is me, his dad.

When he finished telling me the whole truth, both our son and I were crying and hugging each other and I could only tell him the following: my son, I went through the same thing that you are going through these moments, I know that children tend to be cruel up to that point; but you, my son, do not lower yourself, because if you do, you will be like them and I know that you do not want that; what I did in your place was not say anything to anyone, I swallowed this humiliation and continued as if nothing had happened and what my classmates did to me did hurt my soul; but I was not going to let them take away my joy, my happiness, my achievements, my dreams or anything that I had at that time.