Hey Dad! by Brian Doyle

Hey Dad! by Brian Doyle

Author:Brian Doyle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV000000
Publisher: Groundwood Books Ltd
Published: 2006-04-16T00:00:00+00:00


Cher Michel

Je suis à Lions Club table pic-a-nic.

J’ai vu un petit train.

RYAN

Mum made bar-b-q bacon sandwiches with lettuce and mayonnaise and pickles and Dad and Ryan carried me into some shady bushes and put me down on a blanket. I had cool lemonade and listened to the heat bugs screaming. They were talking about how sick I was.

“SEEEEEEEEEEEK! SEEEEEEEEEK! SHE’S SEEEEEEEK!”

I heard Dad and Ryan talking quietly. I knew they were concerned about me.

I was feeling better and better and I was hungry but I left part of my sandwich anyway, for effect.

The better I got the more I realized that the only part of the trip I had enjoyed was when I was sick.

Being sick is being a queen.

The sign that said Lion’s Club Picnic Area was broken and falling down. The top of the picnic table was rotting and the grass was growing up through the holes.

An old-fashioned water pump half covered in tall grass and without a handle looked pretty sad.

The heat bugs were still singing at me when we left and I was busy feeling sorry for the poor old lions in the Lion’s Club.

We were traveling through the middle of Saskatchewan north of Tête Jaune and counting the miles between elevators. From a distance, grain elevators look like milk cartons. Ryan was counting the miles between milk cartons. He figured eleven miles between each one by watching the speedometer. I agreed with him. But I measured differently. I measured by the songs on the radio. During the hit parade, four songs, plus all the talking, would be about eleven miles.

The radio had a song on about death.



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