Chapter 17

Zakaria was able to pass the third year of secondary school at Al-Sanayeh Secondary School, even though we were living among the bins of garbage containers. We had only a few clothes and we were begging for food or searching through restaurant waste for what we could eat, while I was unable to take the exams because I was unable to He paid the school fees, and I was declared a failure, but I did not pay attention to the matter because I could no longer return to school. That day, my friends and I gathered together, and each of us was able to collect a few pounds from begging at traffic lights, selling elephants, or one day’s wages for guarding a factory or even a club. Layla.

We bought a small piece of cake and celebrated Zakaria’s success. We were all happy and we all agreed to make a wooden box and put in it every day what we could save so that in the future we could establish a mechanical workshop to repair cars. Zakaria pledged to teach everyone about this profession so th