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1、Dont Wait to Give Daddy a HugThe night was soft and warm as I lay gazing at the ceiling. The whole house was quite, except for the occasional coughing from my own congested throat, I lay on the sofa exaggerating my illness as children are likely to do. Tomorrow I would probably be dead. Mama said it

2、 would go away, but she could be wrong, couldnt she?The hard blue lumps of the tattered sofa beneath my body were a great comfort to me. I was glad to be out of my own bedroom and nearer to that of my mother. After all, if I should choke during the night, she wouldnt be able to hear me. It was imper

3、ative that I be as close as possible. Mama understood that, or at least she pretended to. She had tucked me in methodically several hours before and she was no doubt confident that I was long since asleep, but I had far too many things to think about go to sleep. I was thinking of the hospital. We h

4、ad gone there that afternoon to visit my farther for Valentines Day. We had to go the day before the actual holiday because Mama said we couldnt get out of school to go on Monday. The hospital was a huge place. It seemed to me like a giant castle which I would be lost in forever if I wasnt careful.

5、Everything was white and I remembered seeing all kinds of ladies dressed up in funny white things with all their hair covered up with some sort of cloth. I asked who they were, but I dont think I should have because my mother looked rather embarrassed and hushed me. I found out later that they were

6、nuns. I thought nuns were only found in convents. That confused me for a while, but I soon found something else to arouse my curiosity.Daddy was in a high bed that was folded in half some way. I couldnt understand it, but I sure I could have one like that then when Mama told me to lie down and go to

7、 sleep I wouldnt because my bed wouldnt let me. That would be fun, for a change. He looked alright to me. I didnt know why he kept going to that place anyway. He couldnt like it better than home because he didnt even have a television there. I sat as quietly as possible. My trouble was that I wanted

8、 to hug him and I was afraid of what Mama would say if I climbed up on his bed to do it. I didnt know why she would mind-I only knew she would. Sometimes she said I was too rough. But I was such a little girl and Daddy was so big how could I hurt him? I thought there must be some other reason why he

9、 couldnt wrestle with me like he used to. Maybe he was too tired. My parents talked for a long time while I looked out the window and played with my brother and sister. I didnt like that place and I wanted to go home. There didnt like that place and I wanted to go home. There didnt seem to de anythi

10、ng to do there. Then, all at once, we were leaving. Daddy called me to his bedside and told me to be sure to say my prayers. I said I would and kissed him quickly on the cheek. I remembered how smooth his face was that day and I was surprised by it. Usually his cheeks were covered with a fine stubbl

11、e which always tickled me like a shiny stone. The absence of the red growth had changed him somehow-he wasnt the same anymore. It was probably because of the hospital. They probably made him shave in that place. Thats another reason why he should have come home; if he were at home he could do anythi

12、ng he wanted to-no one would make him shave. In any case, we were going then and I didnt have time to ask him about it. I was glad to leave that building. The people in there were sick except, of course, my Daddy. He was not sick at all. As I settled comfortably into the depths of the sofa, I notice

13、d a dust wed in the corner of the low ceiling and it took my mind off the hospital for a moment. And as my thoughts returned to the long hall s and treasure filled rooms I was startled by the shrill sound of the telephone. That made me angry-now Mama would get up and find that I wasnt sleeping yet.

14、Why did somebody have to call then anyway?Just as I had suspected, the light went on in the bedroom. Mama came into the shadows of the living room, bringing with her the rays of yellow light. My eyes, now accustomed to the darkness, turned instinctively away from the light. Besides, I had to pretend

15、 I was sleeping, and it was easier if I turned my face in the opposite direction from my mother. Mama spoke for only a few minutes, asking questions like when? and how? She shook me then and told me to go into my own room. I knew it-the telephone call would ruin everything. Then she woke my oldest s

16、ister. In a few seconds the whole house was buzzing with some sort of news. “At eleven oclock.” “it had to happen sometime we were expecting it ” “too young to be dead. ” I hear these phrases, but I couldnt put together their meaning. Mama came then and told me he was dead. My Daddy was dead. No! No

17、! No! It wasnt true. He couldnt be dead. He was alive-he had kissed me only that afternoon. People didnt die just like that! It wasnt like stepping on a fly people took years to die they only died when they were old very old with gray hair and wrinkles and stooped bodies. Young people dont die. Not

18、people I knew not anyone I loved. Not my father! He was mine and no one could take my father away from me. He would live forever. I hated that person who called. It wasnt true and that was a horrible thing t say. It wasnt funny. It scared me. Mama believed it, though. She shouldnt. If shed only list

19、en to me Id tell her the truth IT ISNT TRUE IT ISNT !Just wait-next time Daddy came home Id tell him about the person who called. Hed laugh and say Mama shouldnt have taken it seriously. After all, that couldnt happen. He wasnt even sick. And do you know what else would happen when Daddy came home the next time? I would jump on his lap and hug him until he couldnt even breathe! And he wouldnt mind-because thats what daddies were for. approximately 1170 words