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Part III
Time passed quickly for the single now mother. The small family moved
to Toki-shi, a small town near Nagoya in Japan. She taught English to
both small children and college students in a English vocational school.
People started calling Harry Senku due to the fact that his full name was
Harold and that sounded like herald which is Senku in Japanese. Jezibel
was a doting mother, making sure that he was well fed, she also made sure
he was educated and not fully trusting the school system, she taught him
while they both were at home.
When he was three she started to teach him all she could.
When he was six he started school with the other children. One day two
weeks after school started, when she picked him up from school he threw
himself into her arms crying.
"What's wrong my little Senku?"
"The others are laughing at me and my scar, they keep calling me
cripple." he cried some more. "Kaa-san, how did I get it?"
"I'll tell you when we get home little one. Come on, lets get you some ice
cream." His eyes lit up, ice cream was a rare treat.
The two went to the ice cream store, mother carrying her sniffling child.
"First I have to tell you that I'm not your real mother, she was my sister."
He looked startled and stopped sniffling.
"Where did she go? Was I bad?" Jezibel smiled softly.
"No you weren't bad. Five years ago." Senku looked at his hand "I was
one?" he asked softly. She nodded with a prideful smile.
"Yes, you were one, and a really bad man came and hurt them really bad.
So bad they couldn't take care of you. He also hurt you, but not that bad
and that little cut was all that was left." The little boy seemed like he was
going to cry and buried his head in her shoulder.
"It's ok, it's ok, mommy's always going to take care of you. Come on,
lets get that ice cream."
The next day Senku didn't want to go to school.
"Why Senku? School should be fun."
"But they'll laugh at me, they're always laughing at me and saying gaijin
and cripple, then pointing at my scar."
She sighed.
"How about we try covering up the scar?" She grabbed his hand and
turned towards her room. "Come with mommy, we'll see what we can
do."
After some concealer and powder, the scar wasn't visible. The little boy
sat staring at the mirror and kept touching it's forehead. "It's not there
mommy." He smiled at Jezibel. She returned his smile. "Ready to go to
school?" He gave a slight sigh, "yes kaa-san, but they will still laugh at
me."
"But they won't call you cripple, and if you really don't want to go to
school anymore after one month," she held up her index finger and poked
his nose, "Then I'll let you come with me to my school and you will have
to learn much more and you won't get to play or have recess." His little
face became horrified.
"No recess?" His lip trembled "but when would I get to play on the
swings?" She laughed lightly.
"Maybe at the end of the day, if that happens we'll figure something out."
She stood up and took him by the hand. "Come on, we need to get you and
mommy to school."
AN? Yeppie, another one today, if this continues I'll get carpel tunnel and
not be able to write anymore. I'm giving background now, but in a few
chapters I should get to the point where he gets to hogwarts. I'm thinking
of having him get the letter next chapter.
Part III
Time passed quickly for the single now mother. The small family moved
to Toki-shi, a small town near Nagoya in Japan. She taught English to
both small children and college students in a English vocational school.
People started calling Harry Senku due to the fact that his full name was
Harold and that sounded like herald which is Senku in Japanese. Jezibel
was a doting mother, making sure that he was well fed, she also made sure
he was educated and not fully trusting the school system, she taught him
while they both were at home.
When he was three she started to teach him all she could.
When he was six he started school with the other children. One day two
weeks after school started, when she picked him up from school he threw
himself into her arms crying.
"What's wrong my little Senku?"
"The others are laughing at me and my scar, they keep calling me
cripple." he cried some more. "Kaa-san, how did I get it?"
"I'll tell you when we get home little one. Come on, lets get you some ice
cream." His eyes lit up, ice cream was a rare treat.
The two went to the ice cream store, mother carrying her sniffling child.
"First I have to tell you that I'm not your real mother, she was my sister."
He looked startled and stopped sniffling.
"Where did she go? Was I bad?" Jezibel smiled softly.
"No you weren't bad. Five years ago." Senku looked at his hand "I was
one?" he asked softly. She nodded with a prideful smile.
"Yes, you were one, and a really bad man came and hurt them really bad.
So bad they couldn't take care of you. He also hurt you, but not that bad
and that little cut was all that was left." The little boy seemed like he was
going to cry and buried his head in her shoulder.
"It's ok, it's ok, mommy's always going to take care of you. Come on,
lets get that ice cream."
The next day Senku didn't want to go to school.
"Why Senku? School should be fun."
"But they'll laugh at me, they're always laughing at me and saying gaijin
and cripple, then pointing at my scar."
She sighed.
"How about we try covering up the scar?" She grabbed his hand and
turned towards her room. "Come with mommy, we'll see what we can
do."
After some concealer and powder, the scar wasn't visible. The little boy
sat staring at the mirror and kept touching it's forehead. "It's not there
mommy." He smiled at Jezibel. She returned his smile. "Ready to go to
school?" He gave a slight sigh, "yes kaa-san, but they will still laugh at
me."
"But they won't call you cripple, and if you really don't want to go to
school anymore after one month," she held up her index finger and poked
his nose, "Then I'll let you come with me to my school and you will have
to learn much more and you won't get to play or have recess." His little
face became horrified.
"No recess?" His lip trembled "but when would I get to play on the
swings?" She laughed lightly.
"Maybe at the end of the day, if that happens we'll figure something out."
She stood up and took him by the hand. "Come on, we need to get you and
mommy to school."
AN? Yeppie, another one today, if this continues I'll get carpel tunnel and
not be able to write anymore. I'm giving background now, but in a few
chapters I should get to the point where he gets to hogwarts. I'm thinking
of having him get the letter next chapter.