Chapters (75)
- Cover
- Praise
- About the Author
- Title Page
- Intoroduction
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EITHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- CLIMATE EMERGENCY
- Copyright
‘Anyway, it wasn’t,’ Jamie continues. ‘I get to her office and there’s this kid there I’ve never seen before. Amad, Ackmed, something like that. Syrian kid, Miss Amber said. And he’s there with his mum. Or she looks like his mum. Turns out this kid is starting here on Monday, and Amber wants me to be his buddy.’
I look at Jamie. I can’t work out whether he feels proud to be asked, or put out. Jamie’s the kind of guy who always gets asked to do things like this. He’s bright, well liked and good with people.
‘That’s alright though, right?’ I answer.
‘Yeah, I guess I can be his “buddy”…’ There’s something Jamie’s not saying. I feel like he’s asking my permission.
‘So what’s the problem.’
He sighs a bit before he answers. ‘You know Alan Almes, right?’
I nod. ‘Sort of. Haven’t spoken to him for years though.’
‘Sure. Well, there’s people saying that his brother,’ Jamie looks at me sideways at this point. ‘His brother and him have been doing pretty nasty stuff. Like, anti-Muslim stuff.’
I think I can tell where this is heading. The word he wants to say. To me.
‘It’s not that I think like that. Not at all. You know that, right? I’m not a racist.’
I nod, unsure if I want him to continue or not.
‘It’s just all over the place at the moment, isn’t it? That’s what you’re supposed to think. About “them” or whatever. I just don’t want people thinking I’m hanging out with a … terrorist.’
And there it is.
NINETEEN
NINETEEN
We don’t get many Muslims here. We don’t get much of anything here except more of the same, but of the things that we do get, Muslims are quite far down the list. There are two kids in our year whose parents are Polish, and one whose dad is Romanian. Maybe there’s a handful of non-white kids in the whole school. That’s about it for diversity.