Melancholy of Final Days

Brother, will I continue in the same school? —inquired Zhang Huaixian with an anxious look.

—Yes, for this year. The teacher called me and asked; I told her yes. Besides, she will teach you defense techniques and martial arts.

—That’s great! —exclaimed happily as he jumped from side to side.

—You know, brother —smiled Yang and added: —But this will only be for self-defense.

—Of course, I’ll be the best. Look, grandparents, look!

—Huaixian! Be careful, you might fall! —warned the grandfather with concern.

—No problem, Grandpa —responded confidently.