One day Zidane’s mother told him that she and his
father needed to go away for a few days on business
trip and they’d asked Zidane’s Aunty Bilqis
to look after him while they were away.
Zidane hadn’t seen Aunty Bilqis since he
was a baby but he was very excited
because she lived in the countryside.
Zidane had never been to a country.
The city was so noisy with
cars running thru and fro,.
huge factories and loud music in
restaurants. Everyone seemed to
be in a hurry. Even Mum and Dad.
Next day Zidane packed a suitcase
and a pack of sandwiches for his
journey. His mother drove him to
the station. He got on the train to
Wibley and mother told him to be
good and have a nice time with Aunty
Bilqis. She also warned him not move out
alone as he would be quite unfamiliar with
the country roads. She waved as the train
pulled out of the station. Zidane waved back
feeling quite matured and responsible to
journey alone to Aunty Bilqis home. As the train reached closed to Wibley, Zidane saw the beautiful countryside. All that his school teacher had mentioned about it was true. He had learnt in school that the country was totally opposite. There were huge mountains and clean roads. There were fields, animals in the farm and birds chirping on large shady trees.The train
seemed to take forever making its way through the
countryside. It stopped at lots of little country
stations until Zidane was the only one left in his
compartment. In the duration of his journey Zidane thought of various ways and
means to impress Aunty Bilqis and prove that he is the best boy ever known.
Eventually the guard announced they had arrived at Wibley.
father needed to go away for a few days on business
trip and they’d asked Zidane’s Aunty Bilqis
to look after him while they were away.
Zidane hadn’t seen Aunty Bilqis since he
was a baby but he was very excited
because she lived in the countryside.
Zidane had never been to a country.
The city was so noisy with
cars running thru and fro,.
huge factories and loud music in
restaurants. Everyone seemed to
be in a hurry. Even Mum and Dad.
Next day Zidane packed a suitcase
and a pack of sandwiches for his
journey. His mother drove him to
the station. He got on the train to
Wibley and mother told him to be
good and have a nice time with Aunty
Bilqis. She also warned him not move out
alone as he would be quite unfamiliar with
the country roads. She waved as the train
pulled out of the station. Zidane waved back
feeling quite matured and responsible to
journey alone to Aunty Bilqis home. As the train reached closed to Wibley, Zidane saw the beautiful countryside. All that his school teacher had mentioned about it was true. He had learnt in school that the country was totally opposite. There were huge mountains and clean roads. There were fields, animals in the farm and birds chirping on large shady trees.The train
seemed to take forever making its way through the
countryside. It stopped at lots of little country
stations until Zidane was the only one left in his
compartment. In the duration of his journey Zidane thought of various ways and
means to impress Aunty Bilqis and prove that he is the best boy ever known.
Eventually the guard announced they had arrived at Wibley.
Zidane took his bag and got off the train. An old stout fair lady with a
round face and a mass of curly white hair was waiting at the station door.
She was wearing a pink top with green skirt and blue scarf.
It was Aunty Bilqis just as Mum had described.
“Haven’t you got big”, she said to Zidane,
“you were a little baby last time I saw you.”
Aunty Bilqis hugged Zidane, brushed his
hair and helped him with his bag.
round face and a mass of curly white hair was waiting at the station door.
She was wearing a pink top with green skirt and blue scarf.
It was Aunty Bilqis just as Mum had described.
“Haven’t you got big”, she said to Zidane,
“you were a little baby last time I saw you.”
Aunty Bilqis hugged Zidane, brushed his
hair and helped him with his bag.
They got into Aunty Bilqis’s old-fashioned car and they drove down one
narrow winding country lane after another until they stopped
at a pretty pink house in the middle of a wood.
“Welcome,” said Aunty Bilqis, opening the door
for Zidane. Aunty Bilqis gave Zidane a drink
and a light snack and showed him
around the house.
narrow winding country lane after another until they stopped
at a pretty pink house in the middle of a wood.
“Welcome,” said Aunty Bilqis, opening the door
for Zidane. Aunty Bilqis gave Zidane a drink
and a light snack and showed him
around the house.
Aunty Bilqis’s room had a red door and Zidane’s room had a green door.
At the top of some more stairs was a room with a black door.
Aunty Bilqis made Zidane promise never to go in that room.
When he asked why, Aunty Bilqis told him it was a very old
storage room full of cobwebs and spiders and she didn’t want
them getting out into the rest of the house. This surprised
Zidane as he was not afraid of cobwebs and spiders and
above all Aunty Bilqis could clean up the room and get rid
of these creatures. However he brushed off the thoughts
leaving Aunty Bilqis to decide till how long the room
had to be locked. Aunty Bilqis didn’t have a television
so after a cup of tea over eggs and chips she told
Zidane some old country stories. Zidane was almost
falling asleep when Aunty Bilqis suggested
they went to bed.
At the top of some more stairs was a room with a black door.
Aunty Bilqis made Zidane promise never to go in that room.
When he asked why, Aunty Bilqis told him it was a very old
storage room full of cobwebs and spiders and she didn’t want
them getting out into the rest of the house. This surprised
Zidane as he was not afraid of cobwebs and spiders and
above all Aunty Bilqis could clean up the room and get rid
of these creatures. However he brushed off the thoughts
leaving Aunty Bilqis to decide till how long the room
had to be locked. Aunty Bilqis didn’t have a television
so after a cup of tea over eggs and chips she told
Zidane some old country stories. Zidane was almost
falling asleep when Aunty Bilqis suggested
they went to bed.
