The day after, Evin found himself walking around Jiha town's area dedicated for 3rd grades, carefully following his mother's directions towards her house, which were eerily detailed.
'Wow, there really is a half-cut rock under that fence-pole,' Evin thought as he walked, feeling impressed at his mother for noticing such a small detail and deciding to find a use for it as well.
He was also impressed by how clean every place looked, despite the unpaved dirt roads and the occasional stench that came from pit latrines in house yards.
There was an odd feeling of friendliness to it all, with the occasional animals and the generous amount of space that was allocated to each family. It was definitely better than the 3rd grade area of Ankelite, which bordered on being called the city slums, with shit and piss overflowing from the few public pit latrines. Evin decided that not having enough space between people and families led to disasters like Ankelite.