Cannily, Cannily

How can you belong when you're always on the move?

Trevor lives in a Kombivan. He has seen more of Australia then any kid he knows. He wears clothes his mum makes, has his hair long, and doesn't like meat. His parents don't have a fixed address or full-time work. Trevor is different. So why is that unacceptably strange?

Maybe, as they stay in a caravan park in a little country town, all Trevor needs to do is show them he's not stupid. Show them being different is okay. Maybe he just needs to play football.

He's never done it before. He doesn't particularly like it. But he's going to do it. If he can handle Mr. Fuller, the infamous teacher and football coach, that plain doesn't like Trevor. If he can't, then he'll always be different. And he'll never belong...

* **"Why is it, Trevor Huon, that you never see fit to wear appropriate school clothing?"** *

Trevor looked down at what he was wearing.

* **"Why do we have to put with the sight of you in sandals, jeans -- usually patched -- and hair that constantly looks untidy, mainly because it needs cutting?"** *

Shut up... Trevor thought to himself and aloud said, *"I don't know, sir,"* not so much to the teacher as to the floor.

* **"Neither do I. I suppose it's too much to hope that you will deign to appear in proper school clothing, but it would be appreciated if you could wear decent shoes and socks, like the rest of us. Now sit down."** *

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