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remo fore “boys don't do ballet, Bly! Boys do football or boxing.” * iy 1 years ld and Went ay. Hc mum's dead. Ms dad and is otha ‘avon sk an they've got no many. Bu Bil hata dream. Me wants be 1 dance Every wee he goes to done dase. He want to ection forthe Royel Salt Schoo. Bat haw can he fl hs foal? Wich Fac Files om ballet, the 1986 miners strike and ‘Lats Dan mand Readers oe a sees of contemporary flm and TV edapttons rigal tenage etn, and danse eerie, simp or students of Engh Each ew epecly choses lasses, andthe magesine ste toch ory, a wal ot proving citer! tacground thee level fom Elementary 0 ntermedate ae “ut het sted ene oe fut ih witen in on Cnning ta ba ee te Demers ose Bain ‘ote ce Co ani te od (yt ager ‘Spin tw Pag con Poe pin Page 384 any 9205 ara Suan Ly et © ‘entrar bp nnd ge en rat Sa 208 pet pinion mye gin ‘oe se em ‘ryan man enn moan ee ‘manag hen wh pr a ama ney peas tr gun Sa) Pn Some Rein 08 i places ‘Chapter 1: Bly" love to boogie" ‘Chapter 2: Bly: Boys don* do bat! ‘Chapter 3: Billy: Do the spin Chapter 4: Jackie: My son Billy Chapter 5: Billy: Just you and me ‘Chapter 8: Tony: Happy Christmas! ‘Chapter 9: Billy You're in trouble now Chapter 10: Jackie: The scab bus Chapter 11: Billy: A stupid dream Chapter 12: Jackie: The letter Epilogue: Jackie: Our Bil! Balt shoes! Lot's dance! 1984: the miners strike Billy Elliot yi 72 years old. He ves in verington with his dad, brother and ‘an, His mum died two yeers, AEs posperyicliontart ago. He loves musi and ‘dancing Bre Rell nt on strike STS at Ais ale techs she ves SESE Par nena poviersremitens borrerers eT) pire ey Seer She's 80. She loved dancing when she coud Eee) hand Ue ened roa Cero) Pee eee here are mines. ere) Mines are dosing all oer meres eas eee and eect ns Peer er Cee pierre apes eens ey ete tay eee een cent ores eons Peenis Billy Elliot Chapter 1 Billy: ‘I love to boogie’ ‘hate my brother. Hes stupid but he as go sme good ‘music ister to his musi when he's out at work wih my dad. Well ~ they're nt at work, not now. They'e on strike "Bt they stil goto the mine every day. "Nan loves the music too. Toy’ and Dad lave in the ‘morning, then the music goes on. I make breakfast fr us fnd Wwe Both dance, Ian hear her in he bedroom. She tries to dance but she can't walk very well nov ~ wel she iselghty. “This moming,I made the eggy and danced to her bedroom “Hey, Nan! Breakfast Icllec I opened the door with my fot and... Ohno! Not again! Her bed was empty. T pul the eggs on the kitchen table and ran ot ofthe hou, Where was she? She does this alot She forgets things ~ she forgets her name Tooke up the stret.‘Nant NAN" Which way? Then T haa an idea ran to the end ofthe seet and up to some toes, Thete she was, She often goes there. Why? Who knows? Maybe she played there when she was litle. She looked frightened ‘Who are you? she sai, Ws me, Nan. ily! She did't look very happy. Then we both heard Something. Behind ws on the rood. we saw them lots of them. The police. Their clothes were black and they had batons "Nan looked at me, ‘What ae they? she asked “Police, Nan I's the police “Are they here fr us? she asked, “No, Nan, Not us’ I said “Ist Jackie? Ist Tony?’ she asked. I did’ ansiver 1

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