Sunday 31 March 2024

Sunday Serial, 240 x 70, Gill James,10. Civil Disobedience 29 October 2018, hot milk,

 “I don’t want to switch the light off yet.”  Drat it. Mummy was always interfering. 

“But you need to be up bright and early tomorrow. You like school, don’t you?”

Connor shrugs. “It’s all right when we have ten minutes silent reading at the beginning of the lesson.”  

“So what are you reading now?”

Connor nods. “Did you know that dinosaurs were actually covered in feathers and that the birds we have today are related to them?”

“I didn’t know that. “ Mummy takes the book and looks at it. “This is an interesting book. Did you get it from school?”

“Oh Mummy, don’t you ever listen? Miss Bramble took us all to the library yesterday and we were allowed to take out one book each. She said we could take it home if we wanted to. Oh, and talk to our mummies and daddies about joining the library. We take the book back when we go to the library again next week.  Mummy, can I join the library?”

“Oh, I don’t know. We might not have time to take you every week.”

Connor growled. “It doesn’t cost anything, Mummy. And the books they have are better than the ones at school. “

Mummy sighs.  “We’ll have to see. But for now you must put out your light and go to sleep.”

“All right, Mummy. “

She leans over and switches off his light. She kisses him lightly on the cheek. “Night-night, sweetheart. “

Connor waits until she has gone. He puts his light back on and slides his book from under the covers.  He’d better get on with it if he needs to take it back to the library. 

About the author

Gill James is published by The Red Telephone, Butterfly and Chapeltown.  

She edits CafeLit and writes for the online community news magazine: Talking About My Generation.

She is a Lecturer in Creative Writing and has an MA in Writing for Children and PhD in Creative and Critical Writing.


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