Julian Twerski January 11, 1969
The Pigeons of Ponzini
My English teacher, Mr. Selkirk, says
I have to write something, and it has to be long, on ac-count of the thing that happened over winter recess— which, in my opinion, doesn’t amount to much. It’s notlike I meant for Danley to get hurt, and I don’t think that what happened was one hundred percent my fault, oreven a lot my fault, even though I don’t deny that I wasthere. So I guess I deserved to get suspended like the restof them. I mean, maybe I could’ve stopped it.
Butnow the suspension is over, and Selkirk says I’ve got to write something, and because he says so, my dad says so,and that’s that. I know what’s going on. Selkirk thinksthat if I write about what happened, I’ll understand what