Part 2 — BED IN SUMMER
Reading edition
In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people’s feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
When Robert Louis Stevenson was a boy, he lived in Scotland.
There the summer days are very long.
It is often quite light at ten o’clock at night.
At eight o’clock, bedtime for Louis, it seemed like daytime.
Of course, Louis did not like to go to bed then. Would you?
Just think of going to bed before the little birds!
In Scotland the winter days are very short.
Often it is only light from nine in the morning till four in the afternoon.
Then, when Louis arose in the morning, it was dark.
It seemed like the middle of the night to the little boy.
The room was cold, for the fire had just been started.
But he sprang up quickly.
Nurse had to light a candle so he could see to dress.
But Louis did not seem to mind getting up in the dark.
What he did dislike was going to bed in the daytime.
I don’t blame him much. Do you?


