Authors: Sally Morgan
Tim grabs me at breakfast
Eyes red and puffy
Nose snotty
Wanna see me sister!
Tim needs to see Janey
I need to see Janey
Janey needs to see us
Why won't Nurse understand?
After school
we sneak back
to the hospital ward
Tim gives his secret tap
Janey doesn't move
I thump the window
Janey raises her head
Hair dull
Face thin
Darkness round her eyes
Tim gasps
Poor Janey
She real crook, Annie!
Janey slides out of bed
No, no, stay there, sis!
cries Tim
Janey stumbles over
Eyes sunk
Lips dry
Skin tight
She presses her hand
to the window
I take Tim's hand in mine
press our hands
to the same spot
All our hands together
Tim is crying
I am crying
Janey gives a little smile
Her head droops
hand slides away
body flops down
Janey is coughing
but the noise sounds weak
Nurse comes into the room
sees Janey out of bed
lying on the floor
spluttering
Spots me and Tim
at the window
GO AWAY!
I wake to see Janey
standing by my bed
I rub my eyes
Is she really here?
Janey?
I smile at her
You come back?
Janey stares past me
past the other girls
past the walls
of the locked sleeping room
I jump out of bed
You cold?
Annie, I'm a good big sister, huh?
Yeah, Janey!
Janey smiles like the sun
Someone touches my shoulder
I jump in fright
spin around
Nancy says
Who you talkin' to?
Talkin' to Janey
I spin back
Janey's gone
Go to sleep, Annie
Nancy says
You dreamin', girl!
In the morning
I wake happy
So what if I was dreaming?
Janey smiled
Janey talked
Janey's getting better
I jump up
and straighten the blanket on her bed
Janey's coming back!
Nurse is here
at school
talking to Teacher
Both talking soft
both nodding
both looking at Tim
Tim dreamed about Janey, too
He told me before breakfast
she was in his dream bossing him
and it made him laugh
Timothy
says Teacher
go with Nurse
Tim shoots out of his chair
Big grin on his face
Can Annie visit Janey too?
No, Timothy
just you
Tim weaves his way to my chair
I'll say hello for you, Annie!
He rushes after Nurse
Some kids grumble
Tim is getting a treat
Teacher says
Quiet!
It's time for mathematics
Annie, eyes front
away from the door
What is happening
is none of your business
You can only count to five
so pay attention!
I am too excited to do sums
I wriggle in my seat
Keep twisting round
looking at the door
I want to be with Janey and Tim
I want to go
I half rise from my seat
Whack!
Teacher hits my arm
Sit down, Annie!
Ugly glasses
drop down on their new ribbon
Ribbon loosens
Glasses hit the floor
Janey will laugh
when I tell her
After school
I duck into the bush
to look for something special
for Janey
I hear a crying noise
Soft at first
then louder
Soft and loud
loud and soft
Not stopping
I follow the sobs
through the bush
to the crying tree
Tim is curled inside
Why isn't he with Janey?
Did Nurse make him leave?
I squeeze in beside him
put my arm round him
Tim is hunched up tight
He won't look at me
won't say my name
won't talk
Tim, you see sister?
Tim gives a shuddery sob
squirms around
opens his fist
Why
does he have
Janey's laughing stone?
Tim lifts his wet face to mine
And I know
I just know
Nurse finds me and Tim
crying in the crying tree
She kneels
opens her mouth
closes it
shakes her head
I am sorry
Janey's illness
stole her away
I wish I had let you see her
I didn't want you to get sick
Her voice is kind
but her thinking is crooked
If we could sit with Janey
if we could make her smile
we wouldn't care if we got sick
Nurse holds out a hand
I think you'd better
come with me now
Tim kicks a leg at Nurse
yells
What you do with Janey?
Nurse pulls her hand back
Timothy, I already told you â¦
Tim screams
What you do with her?
Where you put Janey?
I wanna say goodbye!
Nurse says
Isn't it nicer
to remember Janey
how she was
before she got sick?
Tim kicks again
I wanna say goodbye to me sister!
He looks at me
You tell her, Annie!
Tell her I wanna say goodbye!
I lean forward
I'm strong for Janey
Strong for Tim
Strong for me
I grab Nurse's arm
Dig my fingers in hard
Yell loud as I can
TIM WANTS TO SAY GOODBYE!
A government man
dug a government hole
in government ground
and buried Janey
in a government grave
1 â 2 â 3 government graves
Janey in the middle
A small grave each side
Little ones coughed
till they stopped
just like Janey
Me and Tim
stand at Janey's grave
Hands shaking
Legs wobbly
Tim sobs
Why didn't they send her home, Annie?
Dunno, Tim
Tim kneels
pulls Janey's laughing stone
from his pocket
lays it down
I kneel
pull my bush doll
from my pocket
lay her down
Tim leans against me
shivering
I put my arm round him
We cry and cry
and cry
and cry
Till Tim whispers
Bye, sister
Then we cry lots more