It was around 6th or 7th of august we went to Jeya  Book Shop, and a hell lot of exercise books. once we bought them and was on our way home, when my father had to stop because there was a truck going pass, so my father kept his foot down. And then a car came and ran over his foot! my father was in pain. And he stopped his motorbike. And yelled at him to stop the car. He called the police. And that driver wasn’t even bothered to say sorry. But when my father saw me bored he justed asked the driver’ are you a tamil?’he said yes. and my father let him go. And my father and I arrived home and told everything. My brother didn’t even believe it. I sat down on the floor and started wrapping all the books with my brown paper cover.

That wasn’t a exciting day when my father’s foot was trampled. But it was an exciting day when i bought and wrapped the books.