InTheHarvestLight Chp1 Part2Chp 1: THE FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT part 2 The morning came before Asho had time enough to unpack. He got ready as the clock was about to turn six AM, his eyes drooping all the while. He gathered his laptop, his sketchbook, and his backpack and started walking to his new school. At Asho's old school everyone wore a uniform, but at pulic school NOBODY wore a uniform, Asho thought this would please him but it did not. He knew how cruel children his age could be, it could be said that their hearts were colder than dry ice, but doesn't dry ice BURN your fingers?, oh well. Anyway Asho was not about to go happily skipping into the arms of his fellow student's no matter whether they where hot or cold. Asho's shoes clacked on the pavement of the sidewalk. And there before him stood the temple of devil worship, PUBLIC SCHOOL.