I started school yesterday.
The teacher gave me my first book, in English, to take home. I sat on the stairs in the middle of the house looking at it. It was about two children called Janet and John. There were just a few words inside but I didn’t understand very much.
I flicked through the few pages and looked at the pictures.
‘See Janet run’, said a voice behind me.
I could see out of the corner of my eye who it was. The tall, thin man who sometimes came to visit us.
‘It’s a lot easier than you think, Mia’ , he said.
He was smoking a cigarette as he smiled at me. He was always kind and helpful when there wasn’t anyone else around. He always wore a suit and a tie. His face was dark, and he had big blue eyes. Some of his teeth were made of gold.
‘Do that trick again’, I said.
I wished I could do it. But he said it was only tall, thin people like him who could. Children weren’t allowed and I was to never try walking through walls.
He was very tall. I’m not sure he walked. I could never see his feet.
I told mama about him, many times. She said it was nonsense. There was no man walking through walls in our house.
What do mamas know.