Chapter 6 Chapter 6 The Former Coat Hook

Chapter 6 The Former Coat Hook I really can't take it, can't take it: They gave someone else my coat hook! 42 I looked back at Arthur.He's still there, on the post, looking happy.He acted like he wasn't in a hurry about anything.He is dead, but it can also be said that he has all the time in the world. "I'll go in and hang around, Arthur," I called to him, "you don't mind waiting a little longer, I'll be right back." He made a face at me and said it was up to me.I was afraid that he would get bored staying there by himself, "won't you go upstairs with me and have a look?"

He shook his head at me. "No, Harry. I'm all right here, waiting for you." "It won't be too long." After I finished speaking, I followed those who rushed back to class into the teaching building. Not much has changed, it's still the same.But after all, I haven't been here for a few weeks, and it's still somewhat different from before.The bulletin board on the wall of the corridor changed, and I went closer to see if there was anything about me.but.I bet it used to be there, but it might have just been replaced. My car accident must have been "breaking news" at school.I dare say that at the school assembly in the morning, everyone in the whole school will mourn for me and pray for me.Mr. Harriet, the headmaster, must have spoken before the whole school, saying that my death was the school's greatest loss.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, he must say that.Because no one would easily speak ill of a dead person, they would only speak of the benefits of his life—otherwise it would be too unkind. He may also say a few words to remind everyone to pay attention to traffic safety or something.Especially remind those students who usually love to ride bicycles to be careful on the road. As I said a long time ago, the car accident was not my fault at all. I have always been very careful when riding a bicycle.Because, you think, who would like to have a ten-ton truck crushed on top of you?I don't like it anyway!But it still happened.No one can tell what you will encounter at the intersection.

I also thought about how, at the school assembly, people would pray for me and sing hymns, and everyone would say, "What a fellow!" Everyone in the hall would have tears in their eyes.What a pity I didn't see this scene! What makes me even more regretful is that I missed my funeral, which I think is one of the most disappointing things in the world.I especially want to see my schoolmates at my funeral, all my friends, all my relatives, and all my neighbors, and my dad, mom, and Yadan.I know that if I actually saw that scene, I would be so sad that I couldn't bear it, and I cried even harder than my mother, father and Yadan, they lost me, and I lost them-even so , I still hope to visit my funeral, to see them, if only to say "goodbye".

When you're sad, you might feel better if you cry a lot.If I'm at my funeral, I say goodbye to everyone, just like they come to my funeral and say goodbye to me.I would walk around the church where the funeral was being held and say a few words to everyone.Although they certainly can't hear what I say, I still have to say it. "Goodbye, Uncle Charlie, and thank you for giving me so many books." "Farewell, Aunt Peg, thank you for giving me so many handkerchiefs for Christmas. No one uses handkerchiefs now, but napkins. But these handkerchiefs can be used as parachutes for my toy soldiers. Thank you very much !"

I will say goodbye to everyone, especially my dad, mom and Yadan.I will hug them in my ghostly arms and tell them how much I love them and how sad it is to leave them.I also want to tell them that they don't have to feel sorry for me, I didn't suffer anything, and I'm not unhappy, everything is fine, so they can rest assured.I will apologize to them for the mistakes I have made in the past (and I have made some mistakes in the past).I will thank them for being so good to me.I would tell them that just because I didn't live a very long time didn't mean I didn't live a bad life.I have a good life, I have a good life from the beginning to the end, I have a lot of laughter, I have a lot of good times, I don't feel any pain.

I don't have any grievances, any complaints, I just say "thank you" to them, I just say "I love you" to them.I also want to say specifically to Yadan, apologizing for what I said a few minutes before the car accident.She doesn't have to be too sad for what she said, because I know she didn't mean it, it was just a moment of anger. Really, I wish I had been at my own funeral.I wish I had been in the church where my funeral was held. I don't know if I would want to go to the cemetery with them.I really do not know.I think it's a little weird, and I'm even a little scared.Because it is a very uncomfortable thing to see your own body lying in a coffin in a church.If I go to the cemetery again and see my body being put into a grave, and hear the cries of my father, mother and Yadan, I will not be able to bear it.My heart will be broken.I don't care if the ghost cries or not, I'm sure I'll cry - it's the best thing I can think of

It's a scene! 43 In fact, I doubt that if everything is arranged, you will never be able to attend your funeral.Because the time speed on the earth is completely different from the time speed in the "other world".Once you're dead, you'll have to wait in line to be registered at the "clerk's desk."You'll stand in line for hours, but days, if not weeks, pass on Earth.And at that time, you didn't think about going back at all. All you thought about was where you are now, and whether you should go to "the other side of the sky blue".Only "people" like Arthur and me with unfulfilled wishes and unfinished things would think of going back.

I don't really want to go to the cemetery, but I really want to go to the church for my funeral and the memorial service at school in the morning.I'm especially sorry that I didn't catch up.There, they must all be talking about me and what a nice kid I was.I like to hear that.I might still be happy about it. I walked through the teaching building, classroom after classroom, as if I was still a student of this school, and my name was on the school roster.The only difference is that I am now a ghost, an invisible and intangible ghost. Before we enter the classroom, we hang our coats on the coat hooks.There are fixed coat hooks for each person, and there is also a cabinet under each hook for lunch boxes.You can put your favorite sandwich in it, so you don't have to go to the school cafeteria to eat.

44 Passing by the coat hook, I stopped to look for my hook to see how it was doing, but I didn't know what I wanted to find.Maybe they'll put a brass metal plate next to my coat hook, like the ones you see elsewhere. I imagined a new brass plate on top of the coat hook I used to have.It's like the kind of brass plaque commonly used in the former residences of celebrities, except that instead of saying "This is where Albert Einstein once lived", it is engraved with: "Harry Decelin once hung here Overcoat, Harry is one of the best students in this school." But after searching for a long time, there was no brass plate, and I couldn't even find my coat hook.I thought, I must have remembered wrongly, or there was something wrong with my eyes.You can't have a coat hook one day and lose it the next.I searched carefully again, but still couldn't find it.I distinctly remember my coat hook, between the coat hooks of Harriet Wilson and Ben Jerry.But right there on the hook, it's marked "Bauer Anderson" next to it, and I don't understand what's going on, not at all—

Of course, it's not that I don't really understand.But I really can't accept it, I can't accept it—— They gave someone else my coat hook! No brass medal, no words in my honor, not even a mention of the famous Harry, they just gave my coat hook to Paul Anderson! Paul Anderson?He must be new here as I've never heard the name before.Yes, he's probably new here, and he doesn't have his own coat hook yet, so they tell him to use this empty one.Maybe Paul Anderson didn't even know whose coat hook it was!This must have been a grave mistake by Headmaster Harriet.Mr. Harriet must have been behind the scenes, and Paul Anderson probably wouldn't have hung up his coat here himself had it not been for "someone in charge."It must be Mr. Harriet the Headmaster! I feel so bitterly disappointed to let my coat hook hang someone else's clothes.I can't bear to think about it, it hurts me so much. I stood for several minutes in front of my old coat hook.Only then did I realize that there was no one in the corridor, except for a few latecomers who were busy running to the classroom.All classrooms closed their doors and classes began. I took one last look at the coat hook to make sure I was not mistaken.But yes, my coat hook is now used by someone else. The principal, Mr. Harriet, ran over from the corridor, looking very anxious.Maybe as usual, he was rushing to substitute for a teacher who hadn't arrived yet. "Mr. Harriet, Headmaster," I called, "excuse me, I don't mean to complain, I just want to ask. Is it your decision to give my coat hook to someone else?" But he hurried past me, not even slowing down. I felt like a pile of junk thrown in a corner and ignored.You never imagine how bad you'll feel after death.To be honest, if you are not dead, you must not feel these things.You think people will always remember you, but it looks like they forgot all about you in less than 5 minutes. 45 I continued to walk along the corridor. I wanted to visit my original class and see if there had been any changes in the classroom.They will dress up the classroom as a shrine in my memory, and they will not forget me like Mr. Harriet, the headmaster.My old friend, classmate, head teacher Throck (her full name is Throck Morton), none of them will forget me like Mr. Harriet, the headmaster!My homeroom teacher, Mrs. Throck, is very nice. He is very strict with us but kind, and also very humorous (unlike the female headmistress I saw arguing with others in "Another World", that is. Pretty nasty, headmistress arguing with the guy sitting behind the "clerk's desk"). I passed the second class of the fourth grade and glanced inside.I saw Mr. Colliss taking a spelling class. I hope the students below will listen well. Mr. Colliss' exam is very difficult. Going forward is Class 1 of the fifth grade. They are taking geography class.I want to stand here for a while before leaving, because I will go to my original classroom soon, what changes will happen there?I'm really nervous. "Black yarn!" I suddenly remembered the word, yes!They will definitely wear black gauze on their arms while sitting in the classroom, and their expressions must be very solemn when they speak.The head teacher, Mr. Throk, will definitely let them do this.As soon as they return to the classroom from the playground, they must wear black veils on their arms and look solemn.They even have to wear sunglasses so others can't see their red eyes.They each carried a large handkerchief with which to rub their always sore noses. That must be the case, and I can't wait to see it right away. I made up my mind and ran to my previous classroom.