(no subject)
Dec. 23rd, 2017 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brooke_sandhu"'My Daddy is a great big wimp.'"
The class giggles with the uncertainty of children who aren't quite sure whether the reader is going to get into trouble or not, but is interested in finding out.
"That isn't very nice, Brooklyn." Miss Hebblethwaite prompts.
"It isn't, but it's true." Brooke says. "'My Daddy doesn't like anything fun, like making a big noise or making a big mess. He can't do sport or throw or kick a ball. He likes boring things like chess, or doing a su doku. He can't cook and when he tries to fix things he breaks them more. He's scared of fun things like dogs and heights and swimming.'"
"Thank you Brooke, that's enough." Miss Hebblethwaite says, as the class laughs. "Can't you think of anything nice to say about your father?"
"Well..." Brooke considers. "I guess, although he is a big wimp, he does at least try. He can't throw a ball, but he still takes us to the park. He can't cook, but he has a go. And he can't fix things, but he'll have a look and try. He lets us keep a little dog even though he doesn't like it, and he takes us on holiday and swimming even though he doesn't like to fly or swim."
"And he can be brave too, when he's working, right?" Miss Hebblethwaite prompts. "Looking after lots of people."
"Well, it's more exciting when they're all bleeding and gross, but okay."
The class giggles with the uncertainty of children who aren't quite sure whether the reader is going to get into trouble or not, but is interested in finding out.
"That isn't very nice, Brooklyn." Miss Hebblethwaite prompts.
"It isn't, but it's true." Brooke says. "'My Daddy doesn't like anything fun, like making a big noise or making a big mess. He can't do sport or throw or kick a ball. He likes boring things like chess, or doing a su doku. He can't cook and when he tries to fix things he breaks them more. He's scared of fun things like dogs and heights and swimming.'"
"Thank you Brooke, that's enough." Miss Hebblethwaite says, as the class laughs. "Can't you think of anything nice to say about your father?"
"Well..." Brooke considers. "I guess, although he is a big wimp, he does at least try. He can't throw a ball, but he still takes us to the park. He can't cook, but he has a go. And he can't fix things, but he'll have a look and try. He lets us keep a little dog even though he doesn't like it, and he takes us on holiday and swimming even though he doesn't like to fly or swim."
"And he can be brave too, when he's working, right?" Miss Hebblethwaite prompts. "Looking after lots of people."
"Well, it's more exciting when they're all bleeding and gross, but okay."
