Happy Halloween

[franceslievens]

The school's Halloween party had been splendid. Little Ismail's face shone with pride when he trundled behind his mother, down the stairs to the underground train. His little legs could hardly keep up with her steady pace. He flapped with his arms like a robot. Still one could see the spring in his step, for he had defeated the school's bully solely by showing up that day in his Spiderman suit, padded with foam chest and arm muscles.