After dinner, Amalia went out to put the children to bed, she felt ashamed of her daughter, because she had suffered mistreatment, perhaps her advice only caused others to take advantage of her little girl. Bianca was silent, reflecting in her face a deep sadness that hurt her soul.

″My little girl, I am so sorry for what happened today, I didn't expect your teacher to treat you that way and that you would have been the target of abuse.

″Bianca, there are exceptions to treat others well, if it is not reciprocal, if you do not receive good treatment from others, if people abuse you, you are not obliged to be good to them. You should have called me, asked for help from another teacher...however, as you acted by recording the teacher and the child behaving in that way, you did very well, because with that we will unmask them and we will get our...

″Revenge,″ replied the little girl before her mother had finished speaking.

″No, that's not called revenge my little Bianca, that's called jus