Tibili laughs. All the time. Sometimes he even laughs in his sleep. But when his mother tells him he'll be going to school when classes start again, he stops laughing. Tibili doesn't want to go to school. He doesn't want to sit in a classroom. He doesn't think he needs to know how to read and write. He would rather read the sky or the red dust of the road. He would rather dream. Tibili question…