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Monday Comprehension
âThis sucks!â said Dumisani, my best friend in the world.
âThis sucks big time!â
âYeah,â I whispered back. âStupid boring Comprehension!â
There we sat in the front desk in Grade Four SV, not feeling happy. First we had to read this story about some stupid boring boy called Markos. This Markos person was on his way to market. To buy fish or something for his mother. Then there were the Comprehension questions at the end. They were also stupid and boring. Why was Markos walking to market? What did he have in his pocket? Why was he worried?
âHey, Doogal,â Dumisani whispered to me. âI know why this Markos guy is walking.â
âWhy?â
âHey, because his Lamborghiniâs got a flat tyre!â
I laughed. Dumisani is the funniest guy in the world. Itâs great sitting next to him! Then I thought of something too. âHey, Dumz. Do you know whatâs in his pocket?â
âWhat?â
âHis pet baby elephant. Called Spaghetti Nose.â
Now Dumisani laughed. âSpaghetti Nose! Good one, Doogz. Okay, so why is he worried?â
I started to answer. âBecause â¦â
But then our teacher, Miss Venter, got on our case. âDoogal! Dumisani! Shush!â Miss Venter is always telling us to shush. Thatâs why we have to sit in the front desk. Because weâre too talkative. But itâs hard to be quiet when you sit next to someone like Dumisani!
Now Cherise stuck her nose in. âYes, shush, you two! How can I concentrate?â
Cherise sat all by herself in her double desk, right behind us. No one wants to sit next to her. Sheâs very clever and very bossy.
So of course Dumisani and I had to turn round and pull our worst faces at her. But that got Miss Venter, aka the Dragon Lady, on our case again.
âDoogal! Dumisani! Face the front! Dear! Dear! Dear!â Miss Venter is always saying âDear! Dear! Dear!â Each time she says it, she pats her chest. Then big clouds of white talcum powder rise up from the top of her blouse.
âHis pet baby elephant. Called Spaghetti Nose.â
Just then the door opened. In came our headmaster, Mr Rasool, with some new pupil behind him. All of us forgot to stand up. Well, except for Cherise. Mostly, we were in too much shock to be polite. We couldnât believe what we were seeing!
âThis is Tommy MacAdam, children,â said Mr Rasool, aka Mr Mosi. âRemember, at Colliery Primary we do our best to make new pupils feel welcome. So be kind and thoughtful.â
And we all forgot to say âYes, Sirâ. Even Cherise. We were too busy staring at this new guy, Tommy. He was wearing an ordinary green Colliery Primary tracksuit. He had ordinary brown eyes. But that was all that was ordinary about him. The rest of his face â his nose, his mouth, his cheeks, even his hair â was hidden under a balaclava! A redand-orange striped balaclava! How about that?!
The poor new boy had to sit next to Cherise. That was the only empty seat. Miss Venter gave him a book so he could do the Comprehension too. Cherise kept bossing him around and explaining on and on about Markos and his fish.
But Dumisani and I had stopped caring about this Markos and his stupid boring shopping. We had more interesting stuff to think about. Like: Why, why, why was the new guy wearing a balaclava?
âThis is Tommy MacAdam, children.â
âHey, Doogz, maybe heâs got a big red birthmark on his cheek.â
âThis is weird, Doogz,â Dumisani whispered.
âItâs â itâs bizarre,â I whispered back. My big sister is always calling stuff âbizarreâ. I donât know exactly what it means. But it sounded just right.
âHey, Doogz, maybe heâs got a big red birthmark on his cheek. You know, like Transformer in Grade Seven.â
âOr maybe,â I whispered back, âmaybe he was in a
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