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A prompt by Inspiration Monday: Portable Night
PORTABLE NIGHT
by John Yeo
“Mummy, you really mean we are going to see Aunty Sheila and my cousins down there!” Exclaimed Ruthie, pointing to the toy globe, and spinning it around. “How will we get from here to there?” she asked.
“Yes darling, we will be going by aeroplane of course, flying from one side of the world to another.” replied her Mum.
“Mummy, Daddy says they are all upside down over there. Our daytime is their night. how will we sleep?”
“We will adjust Ruthie, we will have to try to sleep in our daytime here and their night-time there!”
“What about the bogeymen that only come out at night? Will they be around in the daytime there?” asked Ruthie
“Ahh! That’s a difficult question darling, bogeymen come in all shapes and sizes, even here at home we have nasty bogeymen that are about in the daytime!”
“Mummy, stop it! I know when you are joking, you always smile and crinkle your eyes up.”
“Yes Ruthie, now go to sleep! We have a long journey tomorrow.”
The next day the family took their seats on a Qantas Airbus and were soon tucking into some tempting airline food, Ruthie was very excited. “Daddy what time is it there now?”
“About 9 o'clock at night, they are about 10 hours in front of us over there. You would be in bed there now.”
Soon the friendly aircrew came around to make sure everybody was comfortable, and asked for all the windows to be blacked out. Ruthie was curious about this as the sun was shining and it was still daytime outside. “Mummy why is everybody sleeping in the middle of the day?”
“Shush darling, people are sleeping, we have to try to sleep now, to catch up with the time where we are going. The curtains turn our day into a portable night, so we can reset our body-clocks.”
“Daddy, Where is my body-clock?”
“Shush please!” Came an irate voice from an elderly gentleman in the row behind. “People are trying to sleep. Please be quiet, or I will call the steward!”
“Mummy, is that what you mean by a day-time bogeyman”
“Hush Ruthie!” Said her Mother suppressing a broad grin.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved
PORTABLE NIGHT
by John Yeo
“Mummy, you really mean we are going to see Aunty Sheila and my cousins down there!” Exclaimed Ruthie, pointing to the toy globe, and spinning it around. “How will we get from here to there?” she asked.
“Yes darling, we will be going by aeroplane of course, flying from one side of the world to another.” replied her Mum.
“Mummy, Daddy says they are all upside down over there. Our daytime is their night. how will we sleep?”
“We will adjust Ruthie, we will have to try to sleep in our daytime here and their night-time there!”
“What about the bogeymen that only come out at night? Will they be around in the daytime there?” asked Ruthie
“Ahh! That’s a difficult question darling, bogeymen come in all shapes and sizes, even here at home we have nasty bogeymen that are about in the daytime!”
“Mummy, stop it! I know when you are joking, you always smile and crinkle your eyes up.”
“Yes Ruthie, now go to sleep! We have a long journey tomorrow.”
The next day the family took their seats on a Qantas Airbus and were soon tucking into some tempting airline food, Ruthie was very excited. “Daddy what time is it there now?”
“About 9 o'clock at night, they are about 10 hours in front of us over there. You would be in bed there now.”
Soon the friendly aircrew came around to make sure everybody was comfortable, and asked for all the windows to be blacked out. Ruthie was curious about this as the sun was shining and it was still daytime outside. “Mummy why is everybody sleeping in the middle of the day?”
“Shush darling, people are sleeping, we have to try to sleep now, to catch up with the time where we are going. The curtains turn our day into a portable night, so we can reset our body-clocks.”
“Daddy, Where is my body-clock?”
“Shush please!” Came an irate voice from an elderly gentleman in the row behind. “People are trying to sleep. Please be quiet, or I will call the steward!”
“Mummy, is that what you mean by a day-time bogeyman”
“Hush Ruthie!” Said her Mother suppressing a broad grin.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved
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