muse_shuffle July - Disc One
(So Coley's been really quiet lately - nearly non existent. We're going to see if he's gonna cooperate. Bare with.)
In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape.
(Radiohead - 'There, There')
An eleven year old Coley stepped out onto the porch of his new home. The sun was barely beginning to shine and there was a cool mist over the entire farm. He'd had so much fun playing on the farm all summer, helping his father work on it, as well as explore their new town. Today, though, was the day he had not been looking forward to.
He wore crisp gray slacks and a button down blue shirt. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, and he had a brand new backpack on his back and a lunch box in his hand.
"Ready to go, handsome?"
Coley sighed at his mother's voice behind him and shook his head. "I don't wanna go to school, Ma." He turned around and looked up at her with his big brown eyes. "Can't I stay home? I want you to teach me still."
She frowned softly and stepped forward to set a hand on his shoulder. "I know, but we talked about this remember? We're going to try and make a normal life work, and a part of that is you going to real school."
"I hate normal," he said. He stepped forward and pressed his face into her stomach. His arms went around her tightly.
"Hey, hey, we don't say hate," she reminded him gently. She hugged him back and leaned over to kiss the top of his head. "There is nothing to be scared of, Coleman. This is a new adventure, just like every one you've ever had. Think of it that way. Think of all the towns we went to, when we didn't know anyone, and we had to make friends. How did we do that?"
"Kindness and respect," he mumbled into her apron.
"And?"
"Love."
"And how do we treat people with kindness and respect?"
"By treating them the way we wish to be treated," he said. She nodded and ran her fingers through his hair. "And remembering acceptance," he added.
"That's my smart young man," she smiled. She tipped his chin up and looked down at him. "There is no use in being scared of something new. I have faith in you."
Coley nodded and stepped back. "Am I allowed to miss you, Ma?"
She chuckled and grinned. "I wouldn't have it any other way, sweetheart. Now go on. You know the way to the bus stop. You can do it on your own, right?"
"Right," he nodded. He turned and walked down the steps and made his way down the long driveway. He tried his best to walk like the grown young man he was, brave and ready for a new adventure. Public school...he could do it. His Ma believed in him, and he trusted her.
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In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape.
(Radiohead - 'There, There')
An eleven year old Coley stepped out onto the porch of his new home. The sun was barely beginning to shine and there was a cool mist over the entire farm. He'd had so much fun playing on the farm all summer, helping his father work on it, as well as explore their new town. Today, though, was the day he had not been looking forward to.
He wore crisp gray slacks and a button down blue shirt. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, and he had a brand new backpack on his back and a lunch box in his hand.
"Ready to go, handsome?"
Coley sighed at his mother's voice behind him and shook his head. "I don't wanna go to school, Ma." He turned around and looked up at her with his big brown eyes. "Can't I stay home? I want you to teach me still."
She frowned softly and stepped forward to set a hand on his shoulder. "I know, but we talked about this remember? We're going to try and make a normal life work, and a part of that is you going to real school."
"I hate normal," he said. He stepped forward and pressed his face into her stomach. His arms went around her tightly.
"Hey, hey, we don't say hate," she reminded him gently. She hugged him back and leaned over to kiss the top of his head. "There is nothing to be scared of, Coleman. This is a new adventure, just like every one you've ever had. Think of it that way. Think of all the towns we went to, when we didn't know anyone, and we had to make friends. How did we do that?"
"Kindness and respect," he mumbled into her apron.
"And?"
"Love."
"And how do we treat people with kindness and respect?"
"By treating them the way we wish to be treated," he said. She nodded and ran her fingers through his hair. "And remembering acceptance," he added.
"That's my smart young man," she smiled. She tipped his chin up and looked down at him. "There is no use in being scared of something new. I have faith in you."
Coley nodded and stepped back. "Am I allowed to miss you, Ma?"
She chuckled and grinned. "I wouldn't have it any other way, sweetheart. Now go on. You know the way to the bus stop. You can do it on your own, right?"
"Right," he nodded. He turned and walked down the steps and made his way down the long driveway. He tried his best to walk like the grown young man he was, brave and ready for a new adventure. Public school...he could do it. His Ma believed in him, and he trusted her.
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