Netball Dreams (2013)
“It didn’t help that my voice sounded far away, talking through a swollen nose.
Mum made a big fuss, clucking around me like a mother hen. Even Ryan, my big brother, fussed over me. He cooked pikelets as an afternoon treat – with extra jam for me.
They thought I was quiet because my nose was hurting.
But that wasn’t the reason. My nose didn’t feel as bad as the strange, lonely feeling inside.
At bedtime, Mum sat with me singing ‘You Are My Sunshine’ like she used to when I was little. Soon my wh...ole body seemed to sink into the sheets. Mum’s voice was far away as I drifted off to sleep.
I am on the netball court, playing with my friends. I feel light and sporty – like I could fly.
I throw the ball easily. It flies between us. My friends smile and throw it back.
Suddenly, I realise I am in my pyjamas. I look around, embarrassed. It feels like I am sinking, sinking, down into a spongy netball court. I call for the ball, but no-one can hear me. My legs are stuck and I can’t move.MoreLess
Mum made a big fuss, clucking around me like a mother hen. Even Ryan, my big brother, fussed over me. He cooked pikelets as an afternoon treat – with extra jam for me.
They thought I was quiet because my nose was hurting.
But that wasn’t the reason. My nose didn’t feel as bad as the strange, lonely feeling inside.
At bedtime, Mum sat with me singing ‘You Are My Sunshine’ like she used to when I was little. Soon my wh...ole body seemed to sink into the sheets. Mum’s voice was far away as I drifted off to sleep.
I am on the netball court, playing with my friends. I feel light and sporty – like I could fly.
I throw the ball easily. It flies between us. My friends smile and throw it back.
Suddenly, I realise I am in my pyjamas. I look around, embarrassed. It feels like I am sinking, sinking, down into a spongy netball court. I call for the ball, but no-one can hear me. My legs are stuck and I can’t move.MoreLess
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