strikes him differs,

in an atmosphere such as this, from what it would be in an atmosphere made up of healthy children who do not know the meaning of illness. Likewise, the child who lives continuously among children afflicted with the same disease he is afflicted with learns a great deal about this disease — especially when the illness is like that of the epileptic: an illness that shows itself to the eye of the beholder, while the sick person feels nothing during the seizure.

I saw the children of the White School, before leav-ing school at lunchtime, gathering around the nurse, stretching out their hands for her to give each boy and girl his portion of the medicine the doctor had prescribed for him. Smiles reigned on all their faces. One little girl among them looked at me after taking

her portion and said: "Miss gave me a red pill today." I did not answer her. I said to myself: how happy is the one who learns to see only the fair face of life...

Nor does the school administration content itself with caring for the children during their years of study only; it takes upon itself to place those of them who leave the school in employment suited to them.

And it often encourages the bright ones among them to complete their education and enter one of the universities. Those in charge are proud of the number of their graduates who have succeeded in life. The principal says: "If medicine has not succeeded in wiping out epilepsy, modern education in this school has succeeded in wiping out the misery that in times past used to come of it."