The night
By
Anita Tavendale,
aged 12, of Kaiapoi The living room was warm from the blazing fire which had blackened the top of the red chimney. The couch was cream with a thin blanket of dust over it. A breeze, through the open window, came in sending dust fluttering round like butterflies. The bookcase had a shine on it which reflected the hanging spiders from above and the mirror with a shattered crack through the middle. The darkness and the stale smell had an unpleasant effect on the room. Suddenly the big brown door creaked. And in walked a tall lady — her shadow passed through the dark. She opened the curtains and let the sun pour in. With a swish of her broom the spiders are gone and the couch is left clean. Now the night is over and the silence is broken. The day has come.
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Press, 11 October 1988, Page 12
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