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smile spread across her face. âHeâs my cousin.â
She told me that Davy and his mother might be moving to Cardiff. I was really pleased. Suddenly the conversation became much easier. We exchanged names â she was called Judith â and chatted about our homes. It turned out we lived quite close. After a while, I asked, âWhat dâyou think of school?â
She pulled a face.
âI know,â I said. âThe teachers are really scary. And I donât fit in at all.â
Judith said solemnly, âThe first day, I wanted to run away. But I think some of the teachers are good, if youâre interested in the subject. And one of the older girls was very kind to me, yesterday. She said it takes a while to find your feet but most people make friends in the end.â
âWell, Iâll look out for you anyway, at break and on the bus.â
Judith nodded. âMaybe we can help each other with homework. Iâm good at languages. Iâve noticed that youâre good at maths.â
I flushed with pleasure. âI hope so. Iâll need to be â and all the sciences too. I want to be a doctor.â
Iâd thought she might laugh at me. But Judith nodded, as if she found nothing strange in this at all. One of her aunts had practised medicine, she said, in Germany. And the long bus ride passed more quickly than it ever had before.
We strolled up to school together, my hat dangling casually from one hand. I no longer noticed how imposing the building looked. Nor was I watching the other girls talking â I was too busy talking myself.
âNew girl â hats are to be worn, not carried!â snapped a voice. It was Miss Ainsley-Howells. âDonât let me have to tell you again!â
Instead of jumping, and scuttling away like a scared mouse, I just looked at Judith, shrugged theatrically, and slammed the hat onto my head. Really, I thought, as we strolled on up the drive. Almost, it felt that I belonged.
That evening I sat down and wrote my first letter home to Nana.
Dear Nana
,
It still feels very strange living in Cardiff. I often think about how you must have felt when you came here all those years ago. School is very strict but today I came second from top in maths. Best of all, Iâve made a new friendâ¦
.
The Night Run
Bali Rai
Amritsar, India, 1919. A city on the verge of meltdown,
as tensions between the local people
and the British colonial rulers explode.
Arjan Singh learns that his father has been falsely charged
with serious crimes and faces hanging. He sets out on a
perilous mission to save his father, in the face of armed troops,
martial curfew, and vicious local bandits.
Can Arjan escape and get to his father before itâs too late?
ISBN 978-1-4729-0436-2        £5.99
This electronic edition published in 2014 by Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
First published 2014 by
A & C Black
Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
50 Bedford Square, London, WC1B 3DP
www.bloomsbury.com
This edition copyright © 2014 A & C Black
Text © Emma Barnes 2014
The right of Emma Barnes to be identified as the author
of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with
the Copyrights, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
eISBN 978-1-4729-0444-7
A CIP catalogue for this book is available from the British Library.
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She told me that Davy and his mother might be moving to Cardiff. I was really pleased. Suddenly the conversation became much easier. We exchanged names â she was called Judith â and chatted about our homes. It turned out we lived quite close. After a while, I asked, âWhat dâyou think of school?â
She pulled a face.
âI know,â I said. âThe teachers are really scary. And I donât fit in at all.â
Judith said solemnly, âThe first day, I wanted to run away. But I think some of the teachers are good, if youâre interested in the subject. And one of the older girls was very kind to me, yesterday. She said it takes a while to find your feet but most people make friends in the end.â
âWell, Iâll look out for you anyway, at break and on the bus.â
Judith nodded. âMaybe we can help each other with homework. Iâm good at languages. Iâve noticed that youâre good at maths.â
I flushed with pleasure. âI hope so. Iâll need to be â and all the sciences too. I want to be a doctor.â
Iâd thought she might laugh at me. But Judith nodded, as if she found nothing strange in this at all. One of her aunts had practised medicine, she said, in Germany. And the long bus ride passed more quickly than it ever had before.
We strolled up to school together, my hat dangling casually from one hand. I no longer noticed how imposing the building looked. Nor was I watching the other girls talking â I was too busy talking myself.
âNew girl â hats are to be worn, not carried!â snapped a voice. It was Miss Ainsley-Howells. âDonât let me have to tell you again!â
Instead of jumping, and scuttling away like a scared mouse, I just looked at Judith, shrugged theatrically, and slammed the hat onto my head. Really, I thought, as we strolled on up the drive. Almost, it felt that I belonged.
That evening I sat down and wrote my first letter home to Nana.
Dear Nana
,
It still feels very strange living in Cardiff. I often think about how you must have felt when you came here all those years ago. School is very strict but today I came second from top in maths. Best of all, Iâve made a new friendâ¦
.
The Night Run
Bali Rai
Amritsar, India, 1919. A city on the verge of meltdown,
as tensions between the local people
and the British colonial rulers explode.
Arjan Singh learns that his father has been falsely charged
with serious crimes and faces hanging. He sets out on a
perilous mission to save his father, in the face of armed troops,
martial curfew, and vicious local bandits.
Can Arjan escape and get to his father before itâs too late?
ISBN 978-1-4729-0436-2        £5.99
This electronic edition published in 2014 by Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
First published 2014 by
A & C Black
Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
50 Bedford Square, London, WC1B 3DP
www.bloomsbury.com
This edition copyright © 2014 A & C Black
Text © Emma Barnes 2014
The right of Emma Barnes to be identified as the author
of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with
the Copyrights, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
eISBN 978-1-4729-0444-7
A CIP catalogue for this book is available from the British Library.
All rights reserved
You may not copy, distribute, transmit, reproduce or otherwise make available this publication (or any part of it) in any form, or by any means (including without limitation electronic, digital, optical, mechanical, photocopying, printing, recording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the publisher. Any person who does any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages
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