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This wounded me so much. I still feel it.
My father had a barbershop in Jaffna, the ‘Joseph Saloon’. From Jaffna society’s point of view, we are from one of the five lowest castes. The so-called highest caste never accepted us.
In those days, if I had studied well, I might have ended up being a clerk in Colombo. But you couldn’t go beyond that level. I was smart at school.
Once, the teacher was doing some sums on the blackboard. I thought that he’d got one sum wrong, but I was too scared to say. But I couldn’t bear it anymore, and so I told him: “Sir, this sum is wrong.” The students laughed. The teacher couldn’t take it. He called me over. He placed the chalk in my hand and asked me to do the sum. So I did.
But he couldn’t handle it. He threw the chalk at my face, “Why don’t you go and shave someone instead of hacking at our necks!”
This wounded me so much. I still feel it. I told myself I wouldn’t study. Not for these dictators.
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