LITTLE BLACK BALLS (7)

LITTLE BLACK BALLS (7)

Ms Quaver pointed outside with a quivering finger.

I grabbed Billy and took him back to the oval.
" Stay there " I ordered. " And don't let that opal drop until I came back. "

The class was singing some song about pennies from heaven when i returned. I had to　clean up the mess in front of everyone.

As I worked, I stared out of the window at Billy.
He was eating and doing his business at the same time.
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his business→this case it must be poo

A feeling came over me.
I was sort of like when you know that someone is looking at you.
Like the time I threw an orange in the air just for fun. As soon as it left my hand i knew it was going to fall next door and hit out neighbour on the head.
I just know it was going to and it did.
Well I had another feeling like that.

I knew that Billy had finally dropped the opal.
It was lying there on the grass. I just knew it.

A football team jogged out onto the field. One of the boys untied Billy because he was in the way.

Another boy with a large 2 on his jumper kicked at the goat droppings. Then he stopped and looked down. He bent over and picked something up.

I forgot  all about the music class. And Ms Quaver.
I rushed out the door and over to the oval.
" Hand that over " I shrieked an Number Two.

" No way, " he said. " Buzz off, little girl. "

Little girl. He called me little girl. I saw red.  And I saw the blue opal in his hand. There was no timefor talking.

I grabbed Number Two's arm. The opal flew into the air.
Up. up.up.

Then it started to fall.
Way over the other side of the oval.
It landed right between the goal posts.

My opal almost landed on a bird that was searching for worms. A black bird with a yellow beak.

You might not believe what happened next.
I could hardly believe it myself.

The bird picked up the opal and flew off with it. It happened right overour heads. I could see the opal clealy in its beak.

"Come back, " I screamed. " Drop that opal. "

But itwas no good.
The bird flapped off toward the sea.I can I ran after it as fast as I could go.

Billy trotted along behind. He stopped every now and then to nibbe at a gate or some flowers.

What a day. Everything was going wrong.
I puffed after the bird and finally caught up.
It stopped for a rest by the beach and perched on top of a swing in the playground.

" Good bird, " I said. " Good birdy. Drop it, birdy. " I tiptoed toward it.

Deep in my heart I knew it was hopeless.
Birds don't come to you when you call.
But I hoped that it might throw the opal away if I came close. 
I mean, why would a bird want an opal  mean, why would a bird want an opal ? 

I could see the bird watching me with one beady eye.
I crept closer. I reached up.

And the bird flew off.

I watched as it flew out to sea, hisher and higher.

Then it opened its mouth and dropped the opal.

I seemed to take for ever falling. A small speck plunging down. I 

I didn't hear it hit the waterbut I saw it disappear. Way out deep. Where no one would ever find it.

The opal was gone. Lost at sea.

" Rotten blackbird ," I shouted at the bird.

(つづく　7/9) 

コメント 1

(7) 一日遅れでお届けします。
寝てました、すみません。
by 足立sunny (2012-02-02 00:17)