It came to me
when we were eating Cameron’s biscuits.
Or ‘biting the bikkies’ as Selina joked.
They were sweet and crunchy
and smelt like warm butter.
I didn’t believe Cameron had baked them
until I saw him blush
when we all said how good they were.
And it came to me,
out of nowhere,
this thought,
this idea I can’t get out of my head.
In class all afternoon
I stare out the window thinking of nothing else,
except this single simple idea.
Only it’s kind of hard to explain,
that’s why I keep turning it over in my head.
It’s got to do with Cameron and his biscuits
and how we all loved scoffing them
and
how it made Cameron feel good sharing,
and watching us eat them!
And I remembered yesterday morning,
Laura watching Mr Korsky laugh,
and the look on her face.
That’s when I realised,
it all made sense
and I almost fell off my chair
which happens a bit during maths
but that’s because I’m usually falling asleep.
Not this time.
This time it was my brilliant idea.
Laura was happy doing something for Mr Korsky.
Mr Korsky was happy
with whatever it was she did.
Cameron was happy sharing Anzacs
and we were all very, very happy eating them
and
and
and
that’s when I knew what to do.
What to say tomorrow at lunchtime
to the gang
who think I’m a leader
when I’m not
but this time
maybe I can make a suggestion
and we can all try my idea
for a week
and see what happens.