That was Tuesday. On Wednesday afternoon, my friend and her son were called to come and pick up the letter. It was decided to readmit my friend's son to school the following day. We were relieved.

What really touched my heart was a conversation the mother and her son had the evening before, following the hearing.

She commented that she had noticed during the hearing that his eyes often became watery. He said yes, and went on to say that a friend had told him that if he cried it would help his case.

The mother asked, "Is that why you were crying?" "No", he said. "I was trying to hold back the tears."

"Was it because you were sorry for what you did?" "No", said the son.

"Was it because you were afraid?" "No", said the son.

"I don't understand. What was it then?" The son replied, "I didn't realize how many people care about me."