A Life in the Day of . . . Jodie Rabin
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A Life in the Day of . . . Jodie Rabin As the tickling sensation travels through my foot at about 7.15am I meagrely attempt to kick my mother in order to make her stop. Of course, I'm still three quarters asleep and can't even see her so my foot generally ends up waving in thin air, or, if I'm unlucky - which is too often the case - it hits the wall. Even when this does happen the pain is not as dreadful as the prospect of school (especially double Physics on a Tuesday morning) so I roll over and try to catch an extra few minutes of desperately needed sleep. Tickling is my mother's most recent method of waking me and although she needs to come into my room at least three times before I'm out of bed, it's actually more successful than previous ideas. A few weeks...


