My father was my best friend until I was 10 years old. Thereafter, he was my worst enemy.
A tough-as-nails father who firmly enforces his old-fashioned ways, a mother who has little or no say, and a son with a penchant for getting into misadventures.
The boy tries to convince his parents that something is wrong with him, and he is really physically ill. He suffers through three years of humiliation, agony, and punishment from the school and his father. They misjudge him almost costing him… |
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