Twelve year old Norman sat in the principals office, staring at the ground. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he thought about what he did. He felt like just bursting out crying right than.

Suddenly, the door opened swiftly. This caused the young German to look up. Relief washed through him when he saw it was only Uncle Gilbert.

Gilbert took the seat next to Norman's. He took the boy's hand, rubbing it to calm his nephew's nerves..

"You're lucky I answered the phone before your parents." He whispered to Norman, kissing the top of his head.

Norman smiled a little, keeping a tight grip on his uncle's hand.

"I'm sure you know what your nephew did." The principal told Gilbert. "This has to result in a week suspension from school."

Norman started sniffling, rubbing his eyes with his free hand.

Gilbert nodded, sighing. When the principal left to get the paper work, he turned to his nephew, sighing.

"You punched another boy?"

"J-Ja..."

"Why?"

"They called Dad a nazi," Norman mumbled. "So I snapped and punched him..."

Gilbert nodded, sighing. "I think it's best if we don't tell your old man what happened..."