The next two weeks s, Mom told me to go to school on my own because I had studied the way to the school. I stood in the living room and looked at my sister, Rose, who was preparing to leave the house. "How I wish I could go to study in her school." I thought. I shooked my head as I remembered that I still had the ability to behave wild. "I should be grateful that I am not in her school so I won't be disastrous to her." I said to myself as I cleaned my hands. My sister Deborah had gone back to her college and would...