“I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO MY WHOLE BRAIN IS CRYING!”

“No, Mo," Miss Watkins said, turning to Nesta who was crying with laughter. "Nesta Williams, seeing as you clearly find it so funny. What do you think the name of God might be?""Er, not sure," said Nesta, looking caught out. "What do you think?""I don't think," said Miss Watkins."I know.""I don't think I know either," giggled Nesta. The whole class got detention, but it was worth it. I felt like i'd spent the whole morning laughing my head offWe never did get to know what God's name was.”

“I just don't know what I'd do without a brain, Simone!" I say. "I mean, what's a person without one?”

“You don't know what it is to stay a whole day with your head in your hands trying to squeeze your unfortunate brain so as to find a word.”

“No sir, I don't know why, but my eyes don't cry no more.”

“I know what to do with my life. I just don't know what to do with this one night.”