Post by mashpotato on Jan 22, 2006 19:54:15 GMT
I woke up and I was at school, I'd been here just the day before laughing with all the other people, playing games. Now the other people all around me were playing in groups having so much fun. But I felt like an outsider, I felt so alone and as if none of them understood me any more but in some way felt sorry for me. The bell rang and I followed them through the towering wooden doors into a hallway bright and cheerful, the headmistress was directing them as usual into the classroom. I could see through the door, its mountain of toys and games it was such a great place to be, I'd enjoyed my time there. As I neared she placed her hand in front of me,
"Not you, you're in here" she said in a gruff voice and pointed to a room.
I turned, I had no choice and really for the first time noticed the large room we'd all believed we'd never have to look into. None of us knew what it was like on the other side, some said it was scary and others felt it was an unfortunate place to be. Its walls lined with books, thousands and thousands of them amongst a huge mist that hung dense over the room.
"This is your room now, enjoy it" the headmistress closed the door.
I looked around, and took a book from the shelf, sitting by the window I began to read. As the days went by the other people went out to play some occasionally looked up at me and mouthed 'sorry' but I was left to read. I was in my own world, reading cover to cover, shelf-to-shelf none stop. I could hear the other class talking, laughing they were not learning. I was learning, learning so much more than I was before, and as I read the mist slowly began to lift. I was not alone any more, there were others just like me, they were learning too, learning, enjoying it, laughing about it. I walked over, they were all different ages, all races and all religions, I sat amongst them and they were so loving, welcoming and helpful. I felt at home, it was fantastic, I was actually glad I'd been put here, it wasn't as scary as it seemed and I'd learnt things I never knew I could know. This was certainly not an unfortunate place; the others that hadn't experienced it were unfortunate. And they had all been here all this time I had just never noticed before because I'd never been given a reason to learn.
by Claire Marsh
www.thanetsdownsgroup.org.uk
"Not you, you're in here" she said in a gruff voice and pointed to a room.
I turned, I had no choice and really for the first time noticed the large room we'd all believed we'd never have to look into. None of us knew what it was like on the other side, some said it was scary and others felt it was an unfortunate place to be. Its walls lined with books, thousands and thousands of them amongst a huge mist that hung dense over the room.
"This is your room now, enjoy it" the headmistress closed the door.
I looked around, and took a book from the shelf, sitting by the window I began to read. As the days went by the other people went out to play some occasionally looked up at me and mouthed 'sorry' but I was left to read. I was in my own world, reading cover to cover, shelf-to-shelf none stop. I could hear the other class talking, laughing they were not learning. I was learning, learning so much more than I was before, and as I read the mist slowly began to lift. I was not alone any more, there were others just like me, they were learning too, learning, enjoying it, laughing about it. I walked over, they were all different ages, all races and all religions, I sat amongst them and they were so loving, welcoming and helpful. I felt at home, it was fantastic, I was actually glad I'd been put here, it wasn't as scary as it seemed and I'd learnt things I never knew I could know. This was certainly not an unfortunate place; the others that hadn't experienced it were unfortunate. And they had all been here all this time I had just never noticed before because I'd never been given a reason to learn.
by Claire Marsh
www.thanetsdownsgroup.org.uk