A Boy Is Not a Bird

A Boy Is Not a Bird — page 5
1 Something Is Wrong My best friend Max and I are playing a game called Life and Death on the High Seas Max came up with both the game and the name He gets all the good ideas I’m more of a go-along type of guy It’s our summer holidays In three weeks we’ll be back in school which means homework teachers including unfortunately Mrs Bubu waking up early and our entire lives charted out like a multiplication table For now though we’re as free as the wind Max jumps up on the big crate we’ve been sitting on The crate is our ship We’re headed for Montreal Canada where my relatives live Hold on to the mast hold on to the mast Max cries out wobbling from side to side His round glasses flash and flicker in the sun and his orange-red hair glows as if it’s on fire The waves are getting higher and higher I shout back Grab a raft before we drown Watch out for pirates Boys boys a voice calls from behind us It’s Max’s mother standing in the middle of the stormy sea Except that it’s not the sea of course It’s Max’s front garden The chickens are pecking at the ground looking for seeds Near the shed Max’s older brother Michael is chopping wood You’d better head on home Natt Max’s mother says She