Sundays were really interminable, Anastasia was drawing
on a Slasto stone and was bored because her ability was
limited in the extreme, finally she gave up & wandered off
to see what her brothers were doing, she found Peter Pan
Climbing on to the roof at an astonishing speed using a
thick pillar without a rope of course - when he slid down
again, his speed had increased - though wearing a dress
Ana knew this art was something she had to master, she
Was wearing shorts from the same fabric so it seemed quite
apposite to go mountaineering in her gear, as Peter ran off
Ana climbed the pillar imitating Peter with great success,
delighted she climbed right to the top of the roof, sat there
A long time admiring the view feeling like a queen at the
top of the world, finally the wind growing cold, she made
her way down, sliding down the pillar she imitated Peter
again, but his technique - dexterous handling of culvert
And pillar - required more skill than she had - her small
hands failed to meet around the thick pillar, she lost her
hold and tumbled down to land hard on her back; it was
a great shock and as she stared at the sky, Attila the Hun
Came passing by, calmly cutting the grass while whistling a
tune to himself, Ana overjoyed at finding a victim to whom
she could recount this incident, breathlessly confessed her
mountaineering transgression hoping that her prowess
Would really impress Attila, her favourite elder brother for
whom she had deep admiration - she expected praise as
she waited - but he was lost in his own thoughts and not
listening to what the adventurous girl was telling him
Therefore his only reply was Ohmygoodness, so glad you
were not hurt - and he moved on - feeling deflated after her
shock and elation, Ana went off in search of another source
of entertainment, boredom really IS the bane of my life
The eternally seeking girl thought as she lay down on the
grass to enjoy the sun in her face - I wish I were grown and
so busy there would never be time to wish for something to do...
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