But when I found myself back home one winter break, with my face planted in the floor, my hands tied behind my back and a burglar's gun pressed to my head, I knew that even the best education couldn't save me.
Dar iarna, revenit acasă cu faţa lipită de podea şI cu mâinile legate la spate şi cu un pistol la cap am realizat că nici educaţia nu mă putea salva.