Taj And The Great Camel Trek (2009) - Plot & Excerpts
‘They must be digging elsewhere,’ Mr Giles said. Padar and I dropped a leather bag down to bring up some water. Padar checked it. ‘It is white water, Mr Gile.’ Mr Giles hurried over. ‘White?’ He put his hand in and sloshed some into his mouth. Padar and I watched while he swallowed, then Mr Giles smiled. ‘It’s good enough to drink. Bring more up.’ We drew enough water to pour into the canvas trough for the camels. There were bushes for them to eat and everyone, even Salmah, was in a good mood. I could hear Mr Giles reciting softly to Reechy. When the work was done I practised writing my letters; Tommy came over. ‘What you doin?’ he asked. ‘Writing.’ ‘Guba, white fellas’ words.’ It was an interesting comment. Did he mean I shouldn’t learn to write English? And why not? I had never thought of myself as black or white. But Tommy knew he was black. Mr Giles often called him his black boy. ‘Do you want to try?’ I asked.
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