Authors: Sally Morgan
its fleece was white as snow
everywhere that Mary went
the lamb was sure to go
Say the rhyme, Annie!
My voice won't work
I can't say it
Teacher's face is red
and twisted
and furious
You are not the first
rebellious child
to arrive here
Whack!
She smacks the stick hard
on my table
Janey and Nancy
jerk in surprise
Teacher waits for me to speak
waits
and waits
Hand holding the stick is shaking bad
Put out your hands!
I hold out my trembling hands
She brings the stick
down flat on my palms
whack â whack!
whack â whack!
Hurts
I â will â not â cry!
Teacher grabs my arm
pulls me out
Hits my back
my legs
again and again
harder and harder
I shove her away
and run from school
Run
run
run
to the crying tree
Later
in the crying tree
Janey looks at the marks
on my hands
and back
and legs
You got bruises
and cuts
and skin is swellin' up
some of the cuts are bleedin'
She got you with the hard edge
I hate her, Annie
says Tim
She's like a big boy bully
but lots meaner
He gives me a mudlark feather
to help me feel better
Legs'll be stiff tomorrow
says Janey
But if you pretend
they not killin' you
won't hurt so much
I think I will hurt bad
no matter what I pretend!
I am not allowed
to have dinner
because
it is disrespectful
to trick Teacher
and laugh behind her back
Only I didn't
I am not allowed
to have dinner
because
I have done something
really bad
I shoved Teacher
I am not allowed
to have dinner
because
I don't know my place
If I ever
touch Teacher again
I will get the cane
or the strap
or worse
Janey
sneaks bread
into the sleeping room
Nancy
sneaks bush berries
Emmy and Dot
sneak wet rags
to cool my bruises
and wipe the bits of blood
I am too sad to eat bread and berries
Eatin' makes you tougher
Janey says
You got to get tougher, Annie
Nuh, Janey
says Nancy
Teacher got it in for her now
Be watchin' for a chance
to have another go
Annie got to talk
But I can't talk
Sometimes
I feel my voice
rattling inside me
like a trapped thing
trying to get out
My voice got lost
when bully boots policeman
took me from the station
Don't know
when it will come back
I dream
I am with Aunty Adie
working in the Big House
on the station
When I was little
Aunty is telling me
I had to be learning new things
Now
you have to be learning new things, too
The Big House
is a different world
to the out-camp
Boss likes his own way
I wanted to stay with Mum
in the out-camp all the time
I didn't want to work in the Big House
Aunty's face goes blank
This is my outside face
Aunty's face goes smiley
This is my inside face
She pats my cheek gently
You do the same
I make an outside face
I make an inside face
I wake crying
School is a different world
different to the station
different to the ship
When I left the ship
I left with an outside face
I walked like I wasn't afraid
even though I was
I walked like I was brave
If I walk like I am tough
will I get tougher?
Hope so
This bad place
is getting badder
In the morning
Janey says
You okay, Annie?
I hurt all over
But I nod that I'm okay
Don't run, will ya?
I'm worryin' you'll run
How does Janey know
I've been watching the track
that lets people into this place?
Ever since I got here
I have been wondering
if I follow the track
if I keep running
will I get home?
I am a good runner
Faster than my cousins
When I run
no one can catch me
Runnin' is bad
Janey says
Nearly everyone gets caught
I ran once
Got caught
got big trouble with it!
But that was when I first come here
before I found Tim
Can't run now
can't leave me little brother
I want to run far away
I want to run
and run
and run
But a ship brought me here
How can I run on water?
Janey says
I'll make you a promise, Annie
I'll get Teacher back for what she did
You watch
I'm gunna make her pay!
My legs slowly get better
marks fade
cuts scab
But Janey's legs
are hurting something terrible!
Janey is lying on her belly
on her bed
She got the strap
for stealing Teacher's glasses
Why you steal 'em, Janey?
asks Nancy
Ya didn't even hide 'em
Dot says
Everyone saw 'em
says Emmy
pokin' up under ya top
Course someone gunna tell
on you for a sweet!
Janey laughs
then winces in pain
I got them glasses
real sweaty and foggy
When Teacher yelled
at me to give 'em back
I dropped the stinky things
right into her hands
Shoulda seen her face
thought she might spew
You reckon she wear
them mucky things now?
Nancy laughs
You a smart little sou'wester!
Janey
is
smart
Tough too
But Janey is hurting
I pick up my blanket
I lay it softly over her
Janey groans
What Teacher gunna do without glasses?
Told ya I'd make her pay, Annie!
Janey can't walk good yet
but she is walking proud
Teacher's got ugly glasses
They not her glasses
Janey says
they borrowed
She can't see much
That's why she wearing
her top inside out today
Ugly glasses
make Teacher's eyeballs
huge
Knife-face got bug eyes
says Tim