It Ain't So Awful, Falafel

Content Warning: The source material features mentions of potential violence based on national origin.

Zomorod decides to get a job. Carolyn says that the Daily Lighthouse, a local paper, is the only place that would hire 12-year-olds. Carolyn gives her a phone number to call, and Zomorod reaches out. The paper needs someone to deliver newspapers in her neighborhood, and she is hired. She takes the job. They pay $2.90 an hour, plus a penny for every advertising insert that she puts in the paper. He says that they can drop off the papers and the inserts tomorrow, and she gets started.

The next day, Zomorod starts folding. Then, she puts on the delivery apron. Her dad helps her put papers in it, but it feels too heavy. Her dad holds the bike steady while she gets on. She falls at first, losing her balance, but she eventually completes the job.

Two days later, Zomorod’s dad helps her fold the newspapers again. Her mom comments that at least he’s not listening to the radio, and he snaps that he can do so whenever he wants. Zomorod feels a fight coming on, and it starts within minutes. The garage door is open, but Zomorod hopes that no one can hear them.