a long way gone ch. 15-16

I find it so sad that the boys were actually looking forward to hearing how many people Jumah had killed.  I can't believe that they would actually keep track.  I can't believe that the boys now laugh at death.  I think that it is good when some people were chosen to go to school even though they didn't think so.  I don't like the fact that the boy says f***.  It is so sad that the boys can't find harmony with each other quickly.  As soon as the rebel boy showed Mambu his RUF carving, I knew that a fight would break out.  I can't believe that someone would boast about gorging someone else's eye, and then have a celebration for doing that and leading an attack on other boys just like you.  I feel so sorry for the first MP's and Nationals who failed in their attempt to keep calmness between the boys.  I wouldn't be able to be the one's trying to keep the boys from doing wrong.  I couldn't kep smiling after the boys did something wrong.  I am not that patient at all.  I couldn't live with the fact that there were angry boys living near and could beat me up at any second.  I'm not that brave.  The boys need a room with pillows all over the walls, so the could punch those instead of punching windows.  I find  the tactics that the soldiers used were amazing.  To be so outnumbered and still be able to defeat the enemy is amazing.  I hate the fact that the rebels had to dig their own graves.  If it were me I would have preferred to have been shot instead of been buried live.  I couldn't walk into my grave.   These chapters were better on the gore, but still just as sad.