The book of Iverson's ancestor
Jack the ancestor of Iverson from XX-XXI century was born on planet Earth in the first quadrant of the Universe. The country was on the East side of the planet, side where they said people were raised to become prostitutes. It was a beautiful country with all land forms, being famous through a vampire that shocked the world. Jack had no connection with the vampires, although he liked the color of blood. His town was near the capital city, not far from the mountains, which was founded by traders.
The first ray of light Jack saw, was in a park with an artificial lake and a willow on the shore and a small group of waterlilies. He didn’t stayed much in this park and moved to downtown in a very big building that resembled with a castle and where over a thousand people lived. His kindergarten was not far, about 100 meters away, with no streets to cross between the
castle and the kindergarten. In the vicinity of the kindergarten there is also an orphanage with a big yard.
Colored toys and lots of light with kids scattered across the room is one of the first memories of Jack from kindergarten. On the second floor there was a room full with beds where he slept in the afternoon. Other things that can’t be forgotten are the pussy of the girl that sited next to him in the double desk and the look of the orphans hanging on the fence in the yard, looking at the kindergarten kids.
The revelation of the period before the school was a geek, people called him genius who became friend with Jack. He preferred to stay in the kindergarten although the governess told his parents he can go to school early, at 6 years old. They were good friends but they never talked again during school because they weren’t classmates, they just attended the same
school/high-school. Some would say the Borg got them and they never spoke again.
His best friend during kindergarten was a cute boy which had a twin brother, who didn’t saw with good eyes the friendship between Jack and his brother. They didn’t care about that and went ahead with their games. Later Jack finds out that the twin brother tells people that he was pushed by J in a pit and broke his hand. J truly doesn’t recall that.
J used to wake up early in the morning and rushed to kindergarten. In the afternoon he played at the twin’s house and maybe he stayed too much with them.
At 5-6 years old, a dialogue he remembers:
Twin’s mother: Jack, why don’t you move at us?
J: It’s a good idea, I’ll talk to my parents to see if they let me.
Later on that day:
J: Mom, can I move at twin’s house?
J’s mom: What? Are you crazy?
J thinks: I guess this means no.
His brother takes advantage of the situation and called him Lulu, to make sure he can prostitute him later.
J doesn’t remember his first day of school, just a heavy atmosphere with lots of kids. Like all other kids he had to fill pages with numbers and letters to learn how to write. Time seemed to be endless, minutes didn’t want to pass, and it all seemed it will last forever.
People said the governess is the best from all town and all her kids from class are winners. She used to beat them hard, and even J, one of the best from class sometimes was pulled by his ear. The worst exam he was daily exposed to, was to write from governess’s dictation. Sometimes he got a 4(F) grade for making too many mistakes. Then his parents looked at him like the parents from the “Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm” video by “Crash Test Dummies ” .
He also attended music classes studying violin which shattered his thin fingers, which weren’t exercised enough. The exam for the music school was to reproduce with the pencil on desk the beat indicated by the teacher. After some time he managed to play at the violin a song or two, but abandoned after a year because the school was too demanding.
The winters were awesome, lots of snow, snow mans, snow castles and snow wars. Except one time when sliding a big slope with a fence on a side he accidentally bumped into the fence and developed a scar. It was then when F, a girl watching the scene from the balcony of a nearby building, fell in love with him. Years later he beat her, when she shared the information to him, and people say soon after that she became a vampire.
Back to school, terrorists started to appear, and the other smart kid from the class stained his shirt with ink. Being top rivals about who is the smartest, the fight was imminent, but it was smoothed by the teacher.
The first four years of school seemed to never end, studying was hard, perfection was impossible but there were rays of lights coming through the classroom which warmed our lives. When the teacher saw him lost into the light, she used to sneak behind his back and kicked his head with a slap. It was then when J became a snake (later they called him The Python). The teacher soon became his victim, at the first fight.
Not all things can be easily understood. For example a kid at the Reading lesson:
Teacher: Jo, read!
Jo boy reading: .ard-working little hen
Teacher: Jo, read again!
Jo boy reading: .ard-working little hen
Teacher: Jo, again!
Jo boy reading: .ard-working little hen
Teacher: Jo, read again!
Jo boy reading: .ard-working little hen
Teacher: Jo, again!
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The boy couldn’t spell the H letter, and the teacher understood the last to leave him in peace. He was a thin guy so it seemed strange to rush him to learn.
The teacher (from the first four years) was severe, she looked a bit like Kramer (from Seinfeld series), when she walked into the classroom everybody knew.
She endorsed J’s father when running for mayor, but people preferred a mathematician. The town people fed their souls with J’s father newspaper, and worked with the mathematician’s head. The head is more vulnerable to errors than the soul, so the mathematician landed in jail after many revving years.
In the fifth class, everything seemed so easy, just like it was expected and J only got 10′s on all study subjects. But the danger was near, closest than ever, waiting to hit at first vulnerability.
It was autumn on fields and fruits were ready to be harvested. The kids were driven into buses to help at the harvesting and they were a bit happy that they’re skipping school. J’s desk mate didn’t saw with good eyes leaving the Sandra’s videos for dusty buses and unclean fruits.
