Get out guys! Are you ready to hear a story? This story is dedicated to all of my friends

living in Melbourne or the eastern state to Australia and the rest of you in the rest of

the world who have had to stay at home and not go out and be bored and maybe do online

at school and all of those other things that people have had to do or sacrifice over the

last few months. We love you all and we hope that you are all staying safe and healthy.

This story is called Just One Day and it was written by Angela Nissen.

But I want to go see Mummy! Abbey wailed tears streaming down her red chubby cheeks. She

stomped towards the front room window. Big pounding steps. Stop! Stop! Stop! The glass

shuddered, the floors creaked and the cat jolted to safety. Banana? Dad inquired hoping to

coax the cranky mop of curls out of herself in post storm clouds. No! She huffed, puffed

and flopped onto her elbows on the window ledge. Abbey stared longingly out the window

as her warm breath blasted the pains. The clock ticked softly in the background.

Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!

It had been two weeks of self isolation. David, Abbey's dad, was able to work from home.

But DeNay, Abbey's mum, was a frontline worker and people depended on her. Abbey was pre-primary

age. Schools had been closed for weeks. Abbey was frustrated and beyond bored. She didn't

understand why she couldn't go to school. She didn't understand why she couldn't go

to the local playground. She didn't understand why she couldn't go to the shops. And she

definitely didn't understand why she couldn't see her mummy. To Abbey, this new world seemed

to topsy turvy and laborious. Dad walked over to Abbey and bent down on his haunches to her

level. What do you see, kiddo? He asked, looking out the window alongside her.

Nothing. She sighed. Nothing. Really? Well, I see a horse. He said as he scanned the horizon.

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