Wake up Sleepy head. It's Monday" a soft voice said.
I rubbed at my eyes and groaned softly as the drapes of my curtains were pulled up.
"You've never slept in Emmy, what's wrong?" My mother said, sauntering towards me.
"Je suis malade Maman, (I am ill mother)" I coughed, then sneezed.
"Have you been wearing your sweaters?" She asked, pressing the back of her hand to my forehead.
"Oui, (yes)" I sighed.
My vision sharpened and the first thing I saw was worry lines etching my mother's face.
"You really are burning up. Will you be able to attend school today?" She asked, her crystal blue eyes worried
"I think so. I can't miss any of my classes. Moreover the assistant class rep hasn't resumed yet" I said, peeling off the duvet from my body.
I sneezed again.
"I made macaroons for bre
