All Summer in a Day PDF

All Summer in a Day By Ray Bradbury recall. Sometimes, at night, she heard them "Ready ?" stir, in remembrance, and she knew they "Ready." were dreaming and remembering gold or a "Now ?" yellow crayon or a coin large enough to buy "Soon." the world with. She knew they thought they "Do the sc...

All Summer in a Day By Ray Bradbury recall. Sometimes, at night, she heard them "Ready ?" stir, in remembrance, and she knew they "Ready." were dreaming and remembering gold or a "Now ?" yellow crayon or a coin large enough to buy "Soon." the world with. She knew they thought they "Do the scientists really know? Will it remembered a warmness, like a blushing in happen today, will it ?" the face, in the body, in the arms and legs "Look, look; see for yourself !" and trembling hands. But then they always The children pressed to each other like so awoke to the tatting drum, the endless many roses, so many weeds, intermixed, shaking down of clear bead necklaces upon peering out for a look at the hidden sun. the roof, the walk, the gardens, the forests, It rained. It had been raining for seven years; and their dreams were gone. All day yesterday they had read in class thousands upon thousands of days about the sun. About how like a lemon it compounded and filled from one end to the was, and how hot. And they had written other with rain, with the drum and gush of small stories or essays or poems about it:I water, with the sweet crystal fall of showers think the sun is a flower,That blooms for just and the concussion of storms so heavy they one hour. were tidal waves come over the islands. A in a quiet voice in the still classroom while thousand forests had been crushed under the rain was falling outside. the rain and grown up a thousand times to be crushed again. And this was the way life That was Margot’s poem, read "Aw, you didn’t write that!" protested one of the boys. was forever on the planet Venus, and this "I did," said Margot. "I did." was the schoolroom of the children of the "William!" said the teacher. rocket men and women who had come to a But that was yesterday. Now the rain was raining world to set up civilization and live slackening, and the children were crushed in out their lives. the great thick windows. "It’s stopping, it’s stopping !" Where’s teacher ?" "Yes, yes !" "She’ll be back." Margot stood apart from them, from these children who could never remember a time "She’d better hurry, we’ll miss it !" They turned on themselves, like a when there wasn’t rain and rain and rain. feverish wheel, all tumbling spokes. Margot They were all nine years old, and if there stood alone. She was a very frail girl who had been a day, seven years ago, when the looked as if she had been lost in the rain for sun came out for an hour and showed its years and the rain had washed out the blue face to the stunned world, they could not from her eyes and the red from her mouth and the yellow from her hair. She was an old photograph dusted from an album, whitened away, and if she spoke at all her voice would "You’re lying, you don’t remember !" cried the children. But she remembered and stood quietly be a ghost. Now she stood, separate, apart from all of them and watched the staring at the rain and the loud wet world patterning windows. And once, a month ago, beyond the huge glass. she had refused to shower in the school "What’re you looking at ?" said William. shower rooms, had clutched her hands to Margot said nothing. her ears and over her head, screaming the "Speak when you’re spoken to." water mustn’t touch her head. So after that, He gave her a shove. But she did not dimly, dimly, she sensed it, she was different move; rather she let herself be moved only and they knew her difference and kept by him and nothing else. They edged away away. There was talk that her father and from her, they would not look at her. She felt mother were taking her back to Earth next them go away. And this was because she year; it seemed vital to her that they do so, would play no games with them in the though it would mean the loss of thousands echoing tunnels of the underground city. If of dollars to her family. And so, the children they tagged her and ran, she stood blinking hated her for all these reasons of big and after them and did not follow. When the little consequence. They hated her pale class sang songs about happiness and life snow face, her waiting silence, her thinness, and games her lips barely moved. Only and her possible future. when they sang about the sun and the summer did her lips move as she watched the drenched windows. And then, of course, "Get away !" The boy gave her another push. "What’re you waiting for?" Then, for the first time, she turned and the biggest crime of all was that she had looked at him. And what she was waiting for come here only five years ago from Earth, was in her eyes. and she remembered the sun and the way the sun was and the sky was when she was "Well, don’t wait around here !" cried the boy savagely. "You won’t see nothing!" four in Ohio. And they, they had been on Her lips moved. Venus all their lives, and they had been only "Nothing !" he cried. "It was all a joke, two years old when last the sun came out wasn’t it?" He turned to the other children. and had long since forgotten the color and "Nothing’s happening today. Is it ?" heat of it and the way it really was. They all blinked at him and then, But Margot remembered. understanding, laughed and shook their "It’s like a penny," she said once, eyes heads. closed. "No it’s not!" the children cried. "It’s like a fire," she said, "in the stove." "Nothing, nothing !" "Oh, but," Margot whispered, her eyes helpless. "But this is the day, the scientists predict, they say, they know, the sun…" "All a joke !" said the boy, and seized her roughly. "Hey, everyone, let’s put her in a their hands to their ears. They stood apart. The door slid back and the smell of the silent, waiting world came in to them. closet before the teacher comes !" The sun came out. "No," said Margot, falling back. They surged about her, caught her up and It was the color of flaming bronze and it was very large. And the sky around it was a bore her, protesting, and then pleading, and blazing blue tile color. And the jungle burned then crying, back into a tunnel, a room, a with sunlight as the children, released from closet, where they slammed and locked the their spell, rushed out, yelling into the door. They stood looking at the door and springtime. saw it tremble from her beating and throwing "Now, don’t go too far," called the teacher herself against it. They heard her muffled after them. "You’ve only two hours, you cries. Then, smiling, the turned and went out know. You wouldn’t want to get caught out !" and back down the tunnel, just as the teacher arrived. "Ready, children ?" She glanced at her watch. "Yes !" said everyone. But they were running and turning their faces up to the sky and feeling the sun on their cheeks like a warm iron; they were taking off their jackets and letting the sun burn their arms. "Are we all here ?" "Yes !" "Oh, it’s better than the sun lamps, isn’t it ?" The rain slacked still more. "Much, much better !" They crowded to the huge door. They stopped running and stood in the The rain stopped. great jungle that covered Venus, that grew It was as if, in the midst of a film and never stopped growing, tumultuously, concerning an avalanche, a tornado, a even as you watched it. It was a nest of hurricane, a volcanic eruption, something octopi, clustering up great arms of fleshlike had, first, gone wrong with the sound weed, wavering, flowering in this brief apparatus, thus muffling and finally cutting spring. It was the color of rubber and ash, off all noise, all of the blasts and this jungle, from the many years without sun. repercussions and thunders, and then, It was the color of stones and white cheeses second, ripped the film from the projector and ink, and it was the color of the moon. and inserted in its place a beautiful tropical The children lay out, laughing, on the slide which did not move or tremor. The jungle mattress, and heard it sigh and world ground to a standstill. The silence was squeak under them resilient and alive. They so immense and unbelievable that you felt ran among the trees, they slipped and fell, your ears had been stuffed or you had lost they pushed each other, they played hide- your hearing altogether. The children put and-seek and tag, but most of all they squinted at the sun until the tears ran down their faces; they put their hands up to that a flash. They stood in the doorway of the yellowness and that amazing blueness and underground for a moment until it was they breathed of the fresh, fresh air and raining hard. Then they closed the door and listened and listened to the silence which heard the gigantic sound of the rain falling in suspended them in a blessed sea of no tons and avalanches, everywhere and sound and no motion. They looked at forever. everything and savored everything. Then, "Will it be seven more years ?" wildly, like animals escaped from their "Yes. Seven." caves, they ran and ran in shouting circles. Then one of them gave a little cry. They ran for an hour and did not stop "Margot !" running. "What ?" And then In the midst of their running one of the girls wailed. Everyone stopped. The girl, standing in the open, held out her hand. "She’s still in the closet where we locked her." "Margot." They stood as if someone had driven them, like so many stakes, into the floor. They looked at each other and then looked "Oh, look, look," she said, trembling. away. They glanced out at the world that They came slowly to look at her opened was raining now and raining and raining palm. In the center of it, cupped and huge, was steadily. They could not meet each other’s glances. Their faces were solemn and pale. a single raindrop. She began to cry, looking They looked at their hands and feet, their at it. They glanced quietly at the sun. faces down. "Oh. Oh." "Margot." A few cold drops fell on their noses and One of the girls said, "Well… ?" their cheeks and their mouths. The sun No one moved. faded behind a stir of mist. A wind blew cold "Go on," whispered the girl. around them. They turned and started to They walked slowly down the hall in the walk back toward the underground house, sound of cold rain. They turned through the their hands at their sides, their smiles doorway to the room in the sound of the vanishing away. storm and thunder, lightning on their faces, A boom of thunder startled them and like leaves before a new hurricane, they tumbled blue and terrible. They walked over to the closet door slowly and stood by it. upon each other and ran. Lightning struck Behind the closet door was only silence. ten miles away, five miles away, a mile, a They unlocked the door, even more half mile. The sky darkened into midnight in slowly, and let Margot out.