JOSE AURELIO GUZMAN MARTINEZ - A martian at the school

A MARTIAN

AT THE SCHOOL.

Jose Aurelio Guzman Martinez.

The writer without fear of the words.

Original title: A martian at the school.

Second edition: april 2017.

Mexico.

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INDEX.

A MARTIAN AT THE SCHOOL.

By Jose Aurelio Guzman Martinez.

I t was her first day at school. His mother had left him in front of the school door, bouncing him off with a big kiss on his forehead:

- You will make many friends! Dont get the teacher angry! I'll come for you later! - She said, before continue driving the car.

Pep walked into his new school, carrying his backpack dangling from his back. The schools of the Moon were very different from those on Mars: everything was smaller. Everything.

- You must be Pep- the principal said, looking up at him-. Welcome! I'll take you to the classroom, so you meet your teacher and your classmates.

W hen they reached the classroom, the door was too small, so Pep had to crawl until he could get inside, and when he was inside, he stood and his head hit the roof, and then, the Selenite children laughed.

- Stop laughing!- the principal said -. Its normal that he had hit the roof. Pep is your new classmate and he comes from Mars. Everything is bigger there. Isnt it, teacher?

- That's right, children. On Mars, things are bigger than on the Moon, and naturally, Martian children are bigger than the Selenite children. Welcome, Pep!

The principal retired and the teacher asked Pep to sit down at the back of the classroom. As he could, he pushed his way through the narrow rows of students' desks, trampling, unintentionally, some of the backpacks of his classmates, who complained:

- "Hey, watch out!" "Ouch!" "You already crushed my lunch!" "Look where you're going!" "You're pushing me!"

When he finally reached his desk, he tried to sit on it, but it was so small that couldnt do it. He continued trying to sit, despite the mockery of his classmates. The small desk couldnt resist Pep's weight and broke, causing him to fall face down on the floor. The Selenite children laughed very loud.

B ecause there werent desks of the Peps size, he had to sit on the floor and watch the class from there.

- Open your History book on page twenty- the teacher said.

Because Pep didnt has the book yet, the teacher asked another child to sit next to him, so they could read together.

- I dont want- the child said.

- Why not?- the teacher said.

- Because he's a giant and I'm afraid he will crush me. He already crushed my backpack with his foot. I dont want he hurts me.

- None of that will happen. Do as I say or you will be punished at the Principals Office.

The child went with Pep, reluctantly, and shared his book. It was small, as his letters, so Pep couldnt read anything.

- What does the book talk about?- Pep said to the child.

- Read it- he replied.

- I just cant. The letters are very small.

- You have big eyes, they are bigger than my head. How is it posible that you cant read them?

- I know, however, I cant do it.

- Teacher, the green giant cant read. I think he needs glasses- the child said and the others laughed.

- How is posible that you cant read? Do you know the Selenites language?- the teacher said.

- I know it - Pep said-. It's just that the letters are very small.

- I understand. Well, leave the book then. We'll find something you can do instead.

Pep spent the rest of the class sitting on the floor, doing nothing, just watching how his classmates were working. The schools bell sounded and the children left the classroom to go playing in the schoolyard. His small, white and brilliant bodies were running behind a ball. Pep wanted to join the game, but his classmates didnt let him.

- You're too big and clumsy to be playing with us- one of the children said.

- Sure, and you're green too. Thats a horrible color. Get away and let us play- another child said.

The principal listened all the conversation, went to his office, took an old ball that had kept and looked for Pep.

- Stop crying, Pep. Take this, I give you this ball - the principal said.

P ep took it, thanked him, wiped his tears and started to play. The ball looked so small next to Pep, it looked like he was kicking an orange. He was alone, in a corner of the schoolyard, kicking the ball.

The bell sounded again, indicating the end of the break, and the students returned to their classrooms.

- Children, today well explore the Earth. We'll be there for two hours. Well live one of the terrestrial habits called "Halloween"- the teacher said.

T he children got excited . They enjoyed to visit the Earth. Pep had never been at that planet, so he didnt know what to expect from the travel.

The teacher looked at her wristwatch, touched some buttons on it, and a hole opened on the blackboard.

- Hurry up, children, the wormhole can only open for a few minutes!

T he children got into the portal, one by one.

- Come on, Pep, hurry up!- the teacher said.

- I'm too big, I wont be able to fit into the hole- Pep said.