The only identity I care about, the only one this school will recognize, is your individual identity -- your character, your scholarship, your humanit...y. And the only national identity this school will care about is Canadian.This is a Canadian public school, and Canadian public schools were created to make better Canadians. If you wish to affirm an ethnic, racial or religious identity through school, you will have to go elsewhere. We will end all ethnicity, race and non-Canadian. I can imagine that one or two of them belong to me, don’t they?” She walked across the room and picked up a bundle of papers from her desk, walking back to Melanie and handing them to her.“Well, yes. But we will deal with that later. Now, Miss Bronson-Mitchell was caught sneaking back into school after lights out, I believe?” She looked at Lindsay and then back to Amy.“Indeed, Mrs. Edwards.” Miss Harket smiled at her older colleague before looking down at Lindsay, who was sitting in silence,. ..." =, as Jason got up to leave, and tried tograb her by the arm. Claire relented, then replied back "No, Jason, youcannot just fix this with a quick fuck...... My feelings are too preciousfor that..... please, Jason, I....." as she looked with tears in her eyesat him, up from where he was standing by their seats. "Wut the...." hesaid, as he nearly drew a punch then stopped. "Hmpph" Jason spoke up"Fine, then-there's plenty of girls to play around with. Good day,Claire," with him leaving the. I entered the train at 9:00 am. I was supposed to reach Andheri by 10:00 am. After around 30 minutes, I gave my seat to an aged person and went and stood near the door of the train.The train got crowded in the next 5 minutes. I was pushed inside and now, I was between those uncles who smelled bad. The train got heavily crowded that I was not even able to touch my jeans pocket.After 2-3 minutes, I felt someone’s hand on my ass. I felt someone may have placed it accidentally as the train was so.