**Earth**
**Scene 107 "City" "The Restaurant"**
*Several days had passed since Labeeb started working at the restaurant, and Jim Jamar visited him frequently, his lightheartedness never leaving him. Raghad, the granddaughter of Mr. Saber, had visited the restaurant, and Labeeb thanked her for her sympathy that night when she covered him with her coat.*
*Today, Labeeb stands in front of the restaurant door in the morning and sees a scene… many boys and girls heading to their schools carrying their schoolbags.*
*While he was immersed in the scene… Jim Jamar stopped the bus in front of him, got off, and noticed what Labeeb was watching.*
**Jim Jamar:** Hello.
**Labeeb:** Hi.
**Jim Jamar:** Listen… you have to go back to school and continue your studies.
**Labeeb:** No… impossible.
*Soon Mr. Saber joined Jim Jamar*
*and said: What Jamar says is correct… Labeeb… you must attend school.*
*After much insistence, Labeeb reluctantly agreed, and it seems that Jim Jamar had planned this in advance. The moment Labeeb agreed to attend school, Jim Jamar rushed to the bus and brought out a bag containing everything Labeeb needed for his studies.*
**Jim Jamar:** Look… now you're ready and you're missing nothing.
**Labeeb:** You two agreed on this, didn't you? …An evil plot you made at night.
**Jim Jamar:** True… but it's not evil.
*The next morning, Jim Jamar took him to the high school. It was the second day of the new school year.*
**Jim Jamar, smiling:** Good luck… study well… see you later.
*Labeeb entered the classroom, his bad memories of school roaming in his mind. He sat alone at the back and didn't talk to anyone. After a few moments… a boy sat next to him who would make him change his bad impression of school and awaken the playful spirit inside him. Let's continue…*
*"The boy was eccentric. He looked at Labeeb, who was frowning."*
**Boy:** I'm bored… I have a question, I hope you answer me.
**Labeeb:** Say it… what is it? Ask.
**Boy:** Please tell me… how much time is left until the holiday?
*Labeeb burst out laughing, as it was just the first minutes since he entered, and the boy was already asking about the holiday.*
**Boy:** Okay, okay.
*The boy took out his calculator and began counting.*
**Boy:** There are one hundred days, eleven hours, twenty-five minutes, and seventeen seconds left.
*Then he put his head on the table and said sadly:*
**Boy:** So many… that's a lot… how I miss those seventeen seconds.
**Labeeb:** You love the holiday very much.
*The boy was surprised and said:*
**Boy:** Who are you?? Since when have you been sitting next to me??
**Labeeb:** Since you sat down.
**Boy:** I see then… okay, okay… welcome. Consider the house your house… I mean the school your school…
No, no, it's for the principal… okay, consider the classroom yours… uh, no, no, it's for the teacher… consider the desk yours then.
*While Labeeb laughed, the boy continued:*
**Boy:** My name is Basim.
*He extended his hand to shake Labeeb's hand, who also extended his hand.*
**Labeeb:** I'm Labeeb… nice to meet you.
**Basim:** Do you like the holiday?
**Labeeb:** Yes.
**Basim:** Like me… and are you good at anything?
**Labeeb:** No… they say I'm a failure.
**Basim:** Just like me.
**Narrator:**
We must not plant negative thoughts in the minds of our children… so they don't take root and make them believe them, and then see themselves as faaaailures… Until next time.