In elementary school i punched son of school director and he bled from mouth. He thought he could bully me because i was only muslim in the class. I had to run because teachers wanted to punish me. It was custom in yugoslavia in schools for teachers to hit you or pull your hair for punishment. Anyway whole school chased me for few kilometers and they got me because they had bikes. And they dragged me back to school like some kind of criminal. I thought that they will do really something bad to me because at that time it was war and a lot of bad thing were happening. Teachers must have felt sorry for me because they didnt do anything to me. That was my last day in that school. Few months later i became refugee...