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Topic: This Side of Paradise (not about the book) (07/14/11)
TITLE: The other side of the wall
By diana kay
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I swung as high as I could on my swing but I still couldn’t see over the top. Not even a tiny little glance, but I did see a robin up in the tree.
“Hey little robin I wish I was a bird then I could fly to the other side of the wall.”
But he just cocked his head and with a flash of red he was gone. I think he might have been laughing at me. I went to find Bert. He was digging carrots. He knows lots about planting and growing things. His hands are crinkly and brown and his face has creases in it. I asked him if he knew what was on the other side of the wall.
“Well Miss Sophie, I reckon if you eat up all your dinner you might grow tall enough to one day see right over the top yourself.”
I think he was teasing me because I don’t think even my Papa is tall enough to see over the wall.
“Bert, if you lend me your ladder I could climb up now.”
“No missy, ladders aren’t for young ladies to climb! Now let me get on, or you won’t have any vegetables for dinner.”
So I walked to the other side of the garden and found Misty. “Misty! I wish I was a cat then I could jump up on top of the wall and look down to the other side.” Misty just purred at me and yawned she didn’t care a bit.
So I went into the kitchen where Betty was washing the carrots in the sink.
Betty is clever, she can make bread and delicious apple pie but when I asked her about the wall she just said,
“I haven’t got time for all your questions, hurry along now and change your clothes, your mother won’t like to see you in that mess.” And she started to chop the carrots.
So I went upstairs and past Papa’s study. My Papa is the cleverest man in the entire world. I wish I could ask him to lift me up, so I could see over the wall but the door was closed and that means Papa is busy doing very important things and on no account must I disturb him.
Mama won’t answer my questions either. She has a sad face at the moment and just sighs and tells me to run along and play, so I don’t bother to ask her about the wall.
At dinner I eat all my carrots just in case Bert was right and when I get ready for bed I look out of the nursery window but I can’t see the wall, it’s too dark.
When Mollie brushed my hair it hurt a bit but I didn’t complain, I just asked her my question.
“Well Miss Sophie, I dare say if you go straight to bed with no more of your chatter then I might just tell you tomorrow.”
“Oh Mollie please tell me now and I promise I will be good forever.”
“Now, Miss Sophie, how many times have I told you no one can be good forever so don’t you go making promises you can’t keep.”
“Mollie, If only I was a bird I could fly over the wall or if only I was a cat I could climb up and walk along the wall.”
“Well Missy, you’re a little girl, that’s the way God made you, now into bed you go”
“But Mollie, Bert says if I eat my carrots I might grow tall enough to see over the wall, but it’s so high I don’t think I could ever eat enough carrots to grow that much.”
“Miss Sophie, when you are grown, you will be able to walk right round that wall and out into the world where you will see all sorts of amazing things more than you could ever imagine. Just be a little patient and don’t go wishing you were something else. Now off you go to sleep and maybe in the morning that old wall won’t be so important after all.”
Maybe she’s right but I wish I was on the other side right now maybe that’s where Paradise is. I will just have to wait till in the morning and try again.
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