I remember this case like it was yesterday. Happened when I was in eight grade, we were more than a few weeks into the school year. The hmong kid was really quiet, but he had more than enough friends. Thinking back, the most ironic thing was the Vang kid, the white kid that pushed him over, me and another hmong kid sat in the same group of desk in social studies class.
Both of those guys who pushed him over deserve the time. They knew what they were doing.