Look at him.Look how he hangs his head.Each afternoon, on the way to school, I see him. He pulls a heavy cart, loaded with fruit. Usually it is oranges and bananas, but we are heading into watermelon season and the load is getting heavier each day.He suffers, you can see it in his tail. He endures, of this there is no doubt, a life that dishes out beatings, hunger and thirst. He is a…