(At school,one of Liverpool's best schools)
Teacher:Now hurry up students, it's almost time to stop(leaves the class)
Isla:lssac can you help me out?
Issac:l can't, I'm soory.It's so difficult.
Zara:erhmm......well,Isla,I can be of help.
Isla:Oh,you dummy.
Isaac:Ha ha ha has,blackie.
Zara: I think you both don't love the Lord.
Isaac: How dare you say such?
Zara:If you do,then you shouldn't have thought of blacksas you do.When the Lord Jesus was on earth,he valued everyone both big and small,white and black equally,so who are you to think low of me just cos I'm black? l know the answers to the mathematical questions but I won't help you(faces her work)
Isaac:Urrhhm...Zana I'm..
Zara: I'm not Zana,I'm Zara.
Isaac:Zara I'm soory,we sure aren't like the lord.(lowers his head).
Isla:Zara me too,help us or we'll...