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The Line Left Blank
Hana reached the school office with Yusuf's bag already packed for a Monday the school had not agreed to. Mrs Adeyemi set a blank placement form between them. The first line asked for the year he had finished. Every page in Hana's folder answered some other question.
She wanted one thing. He should start with children his own age, in a room where a teacher would learn his name. If the form could not be given a year, she needed Mrs Adeyemi to take what the folder did have, before a guess put him somewhere he had already left.
"We place from this line," Mrs Adeyemi said, and tapped it. "If there is no year, he sits with the younger group until the papers agree with us. That is the careful choice."
Yusuf studied the floor.