His classroom sometimes shook with the sound of bombs and shelling, and his mother told me, "Every day, I would say to him every morning, 'Honey, please don't go to school.'" And when he insisted, she said, "I would hug him as if it were for the last time."
La clase temblaba a veces por el sonido de las explosiones y los bombardeos y su madre me comentó: "Cada día, cada mañana le decía: "Cariño, por favor, no vayas a la escuela". Y al ver que él insistía, ella reconoció: "Le abrazaba como si fuera la última vez",