Excerpt
THE FLYING FEELING by Rose Casson
Class 4
Today I fell asleep in class. School had hardly begun (it was Literacy Hour). Miss Farley, my class teacher, touched me on my shoulder to wake me up.
"NO NO," I shouted very loudly, and fell on the floor and crawled under the table to escape.
Then I realized where I was, so I came out and sat down again as quietly as I could. I hoped that if I was quick and quiet enough Miss Farley almost would not notice I had done anything unusual. But she did.
Miss Farley said, "Rose, is there anything wrong? Here at school? Or at home, perhaps?"
I could tell by the way she looked at me that she had not forgotten about yesterday.
Copyright © 2006 by Hilary McKay