Some kid at school told my child that he and I are poor. And now, whenever we run out of milk or bread, my son makes a downtrodden face, fixes me with a look from his piercing blue eyeballs and says: That’s because we’re poor, isn’t it mum? 418 more words
To be a rebel means to fight against something already established. That very establishment needs to be knocked down in order to be a rebel. If it is wrong, it is unjust, if it is unjust, it is worth fighting for and if it is worth fighting for, you will fight as a rebel. Prove them wrong, prove yourself right, attack them with the sword and defend yourself with the shield. I say what I do, I do what I say. Rebel now, rebel later.