How Many Times Do I Have to Tell You?
By Ray Speakman and Maic Speakman
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Jimmy McConkey has three close friends: Eric who likes weird poetry, Arthur who thinks hes a heavy goods vehicle, and Victor who is in fact a girl.
He also has a terrible enemy who cannot be stopped: Henley Phipps.
Things cannot go on as they are. Something has to change, but what about the consequences? And what about Jimmys mother? And the teacher who barks?
How Many Times Do I Have to Tell You? is a novel about bullying, revenge, friendship, alienation, and getting everything wrong.
Dreamers and worriers will live this story!
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How Many Times Do I Have to Tell You? - Ray Speakman
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Contents
Dedication
1 The Bad Word
2 The beginnings of a plan
3 The Lost Names
4 Blame
5 Prisoners of War
6 An arrow from the shadows.
7 Aftermath
8 Consequences.
9 In hiding
10 Endurance
11 The Race
12 How Many More Times Do I Have to Tell You?
13 Multiplex Showdown
14 Hard Times
15 Victor
16 Mission disaster
17 What did I tell you?
18 It was the computer games.
19 A letter from Henley
Thanks
Endnotes
Dedication
For Matilda, Violet, William, Oliver, and their wonderful mum, Hannah, for passing on her love of books.
1
The Bad Word
Now. I know it’s a really bad word to use, ever, and my mother would interrupt me with, How many times do I have to tell you not to use that word?
- but …
I hated this kid. That’s the word, hated. You’re using that word again,
she would say, but she didn’t understand about this kid and how I hated him so much, I used to lie in bed at night hating him. Thinking of ways to hurt him. Mostly with a machine gun. I wanted to mow him down and then stand there nodding – satisfied – savouring the justice of it.
I hated him because he humiliated me in front of my friends – in front of teachers – he humiliated me in the eyes of myself. He made me feel useless, powerless, stupid and weak. He seemed to take away my speech so I never knew how to answer him, how to make him stop, how to make him go away.
His favourite sentence was, Oi – I’ve been looking for you. I want hold of you.
Then it was – Come here, come here. What’s that in your bag? A book! A booooook! What do you want a book for? Still learning to read? What’s this – raw carrots. Look at this, you lot. This kid eats carrots. He’s a gerbil.
Do you mean, rabbit?
Don’t come funny with me, gerbil, or I’ll have to bite you. Got any sweets?
‘No.’
"Liar! What’s that in your mouth? Empty your pockets. What’s that? Is that off a chocolate bar?
It’s a tissue.
What, with snot on it? Are you trying to make me touch your snot? Are you trying to make me eat your snot thinking it’s a chocolate button?
No.
Right, Chinese burn! Stand still. It won’t hurt. It’s not hurting is it?
No.
Ha, ha ha… look, you lot, he’s going to cry. From a little Chinese burn. A little girl’s Chinese burn and he’s holding back the little tears. Ahhhhhh!
And if I did something really stupid like, pushing him away, he’d go – Oh. Oh. You want to fight me then, do you? You think you can beat me, do you? You think you can triumph over me, do you? What you going to do? Hit me with your book? Stab me with your carrot?
On and on and on.
"Oi you! What do you think of Doctor Who?"
Brilliant.
"You sad little boy! You actually like Doctor Who! Pleeease."
Or
"Oi you! What do you think of Doctor Who?"
‘Rubbish’
Rubbish? It’s brilliant. I suppose you prefer CBeebies.You tasteless little carrot-eating gerbil.
He was older than me. Next year up in school. His name was Henley Phipps. He lived just near the shops, so I had to pass his house when I went on errands for my mother. Once she sent me for a sliced loaf and he intercepted me, ripped it open and took most of the slices saying he needed the bread for his fishing. Left me with two slices, one was the crust, and an empty wrapper. I pretended to my mum that I had the loaf under my arm and the bread must have fallen out by accident as I walked along. Got sent to bed for that for the rest of the day – ‘How many times do I have to tell you to watch what you’re doing? You just wait until your Dad gets home, and then you’ll know it!’
So lying there in bed, hating, burning with humiliation, seething with indignation – I felt like that bloke