{ @Anzellous }
"Zoln dayne beyner zikh brekhn azoy oft vi di Aseres-Hadibres!" Helvechar's words, however, fell on ears deaf to his native language, garnering only a laugh from the larger boy walking away with the young man's lunch money. It was the third time this month the Jew had his money stolen by this individual, but it was the first time he has ever personally been called a "kike". As the thief rounded the corner, Helvechar only watched, slumping against some lockers like a sack of potatoes as the bell rang to dismiss students for lunch. Another blow below the belt to the teenager. Pretty soon, the cafeteria would be filled with other students, casually buying their midday meal... And he had to either starve, or eat something that more than likely wasn't kosher.
"Oy gevalt..." he cried, tipping his hat to hide the tears welling in his eyes. It would only draw attention from the growing crowd of students in the hallways, and then questions... He never did like being put out in the spotlight like that.
"Zoln dayne beyner zikh brekhn azoy oft vi di Aseres-Hadibres!" Helvechar's words, however, fell on ears deaf to his native language, garnering only a laugh from the larger boy walking away with the young man's lunch money. It was the third time this month the Jew had his money stolen by this individual, but it was the first time he has ever personally been called a "kike". As the thief rounded the corner, Helvechar only watched, slumping against some lockers like a sack of potatoes as the bell rang to dismiss students for lunch. Another blow below the belt to the teenager. Pretty soon, the cafeteria would be filled with other students, casually buying their midday meal... And he had to either starve, or eat something that more than likely wasn't kosher.
"Oy gevalt..." he cried, tipping his hat to hide the tears welling in his eyes. It would only draw attention from the growing crowd of students in the hallways, and then questions... He never did like being put out in the spotlight like that.
