I do think this story is successful first the way that Sandra uses her vocabulary simple and to the point that marked me thing on my school years, when if felt just the way that Rachel felt. The descriptions that she makes takes your mind on what she is living and feeling and e can also value Rachel point of view. My favorite scene is: “But the worst part is right before the bell rings for lunch. That stupid Phyllis Lopez, who is even dumber than Sylvia Saldivar, says she remembers the red sweater is hers. I take it off right away and give it to her, only Mrs. Price pretends like everything’s okay.” Really after all that the only thing that Phyllis made to not feel the blame or the eyes on her.
I don’t think this event it had something so wow for other but for me was something that I couldn’t erase so easily. When I was in sixth grade, I was eleven just like Rachel but I didn’t have problems with my teacher and they didn’t reacted for something lost like the Mrs. Price. We were a group really unique let say it that way the boys where divided in two groups and the girls in three but in that moment we were all together. It was at PE class and the teacher was absent so we went to the court and play.
Everything was fine until one of the boy named Jean C. say something to me and I was at the bleachers with all the girls and I responded right now I don’t remember my exact words. He got mad and throw the basketball and hit another girl, she fell back and hit her head we were all scared of him at that moment the boy started fighting with him, he runs away and throws a rock and almost hit a boy named Billy and the begin fighting to it was so horrible, my cousin was at the same classroom as I was and he asked me if I was ok and I said yes and he went to join the other boys. The girls went to the bathroom to clean our faces and then we finish at the director’s office it was a mad fight. That day was a crazy day but united the girls and the boys.