The evening began to fall. In the cities, the noise in the streets was softened, and in the kitchen the women made small, rattling sounds. In the countryside, cicadas began to sing, and a cool smell began to rise from the ground. But everywhere, in cities and in the country, children were late from school.
There were several calls, but robotic telephone devices in schools gave the standard answer: “Schools are closed for a day. If you leave a message, it will be recorded for tomorrow. ”
Book There Will Be School Tomorrow (by V. E. Thiessen)
