The Uncle Who Came on My Childhood Trip
by William Wang
About This Novel
My mother said that if you don't want to be bullied, you have to study hard. If you study well, those big guys won't bully you. I thought she was right, so I studied hard. My grades are very good, and the big guys really don't bully me that much, because the teachers all like me. Teachers all over the world like students with good grades. But unfortunately, although they no longer bully me, they don't play with me much either. The recurrence and continuous accumulation of this kind of thing makes me extremely eager to grow up. I firmly believe that as long as I grow up, I will get rid of this disadvantaged situation and become happy and joyful. Like the big seniors I envied, I could go hiking, bird hunting, swimming, and wandering the streets until late at night. That's what my dream life is like. If you live like that, I think even if you have worries, they are happy worries, just like the worry of having too much money and not knowing how to spend it. However, as we all know, when you grow up, you will find that grown-up people are also boring. This is something to talk about later. What I want to talk about now is how I lost my childhood and who lost it.
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