Uh oh, yoyo
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Reid Amos, Grade 6
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Short Story
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2005
“Reid, sit down, I know watching the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe at the theatre on cramped seats can get a bit uncomfortable but mum said stay on the couch” scolded my older brother.
“No Joel, I want to show you this yoyo trick” I argued. “Watch this.”
“Uh oh,” my little brother said in that cute little voice. “This doesn’t look good.”
“Oh pollywaffles, what’s the worst that can happen?” I laughed, and began my trick. Almost there… “Darn! I stuffed up.”
“Yeah we can see that, unless you were trying to smash your face with that Yoyo.” teased Joel.
“Ha ha very funny, lets all laugh at Reid.” I said sarcastically. “I’ll get it right this time.” Down, forward, up, back. “See I told you I’d do it.” I teased back proudly. Joel rolled his eyes, Cale clapped. I adjusted the loop on my finger since it was getting sore. “Here I’ll show you again.” The Yoyo spun down, forward, up and… “Hold on, where’d it go?” I said with my face screwed up in a puzzled expression. Then with a gut reeling feeling I realised it had flown over the balcony. I curled up into a ball, placed my head in my hands and screwed my eyes shut. Time seemed to slow dramatically as I waited for the almighty thump that would signify the Yoyo’s landing. What if it hit someone and knocked them out? I thought with that strange sensation in my gut growing worse. It didn’t quite sound as I’d expected. I opened my eyes a slither to see Joel looking over the balcony laughing. “What?” I whispered with that strange sensation feeling no better.
“You’ll never believe it!” Joel exclaimed. “The Yoyo fell into someone’s drink and it spilled everywhere.”
“Sure.” I said, not one bit convinced.
“It’s true, look for yourself.” Joel advised. I peeked over the edge, hoping like heck what Joel said was false, but to my dismay, there, just as Joel had described, a big wet splotch about 3 metres squared was all over the floor. Oh no, what’ll mum say…
The next day, I was back at school. It started off as any normal day until my teacher asked if anyone went to see the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I told him what happened with the Yoyo.
After my recount was complete, Mr Smith said “Well isn’t this a small world, you see, my daughter went to see it also. She had just bought a brand new dress and when she came home she had a coke stain all over it saying a Yoyo landed in her drink and some mean little boy was laughing at her.
I could not believe my ears. What an incredible coincidence. As I talked further with Mr. Smith I was amazed at how different my recount was to his daughter’s. It showed me that everyone’s experiences are truly unique. We all see things in a different way. I will never forget this story and neither will Mr Smith’s daughter, but probably not for the same reasons.
This is a true story.