"Michael Kandel - Hooking Up" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kandel Michael)know what therapy is? Therapy is something that makes you feel better. We have
people who will do that with you. They've been specially trained. We'll give you some medicine, too, to feel better. It's very important to be honest about how you feel and not deny it if you feel bad. I hope you understand. It's all right to cry. Sometimes bad things make us feel bad, but we can't let it make us cry all the time, either, we have to learn to be strong. Topaz saw that the chairs were the same as at the Franklin Child Center. The notebooks, however, were better, newer. Her notebook didn't have any wobbly keys, and the screen was nice and clear. It had plenty of memory. One of the children behind her was moaning, but it wasn't an unhappy moaning, he was just making that noise because he didn't have all his mental capacity. That's why they hadn't hooked him up. The sound was monotonous and annoying, but Topaz didn't mind it. Actually, it made her feel comfortable, as if she was in a kind of family. She felt that she could help take care of these children, and the thought made her feel very grown-up. Her mother and father would be proud of her when they came to the school after the trouble was over. What a wonderful child we have, they would say, amazed. The pills the children took were pale blue. After a while they made Topaz feel warm inside. They made her feel like laughing, too, but she kept the laughing feeling to herself, because something awful had happened, after all. A woman who had been specially trained took her and three other children into a therapy session in another room, and they played with dolls that fell down and didn't get up ever again. They talked about that, and how they felt about it. The woman out to the fenced-in park and introduced herself to two girls who were standing by the fence. I'm Topaz, she said, who are you? I'm Amber, said the short girl, who had a scar on her mouth. I'm Fiona, said the fat girl, who had a big body but a small head. Topaz took charge of them and taught them the word and leap-frog game, but Fiona couldn't jump, so Topaz taught them another game. They didn't seem to care that much for it at first, but when they warmed up, they started smiling. You look much better when you smile, she told them, using the voice the therapy woman had used to her. In the hall, Topaz noticed that a boy was following her. She turned and asked him his name. Buck, he said. I'm Topaz, she said, and held out her hand to shake hands. Paz, he said. Topaz, she said. Paz, he repeated, and didn't shake her hand. Nice meeting you, Buck, she said and went back to her class. Ms. G. told them a story about a princess who is put to sleep for twenty years because she was rude. She didn't tell it very well, and Topaz had read it before anyway in a book. When the princess wakes up, she isn't rude anymore, she's learned her lesson. Topaz didn't understand how sleep could make you polite, but she remembered her father saying that sleep was a healer. Uncle Archer slept a lot, because of his back. The children lived together in the gray-white building opposite the playing |
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