A Day With Dad And Uncle Tom By: Sheila Robins 11yo 63

Sheila does not just list events. She captures feeling —the security of being between two adults who adore you, the thrill of being the only child on a grown-up expedition.

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A Day with Dad and Uncle Tom

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Our first destination was Pine Lake, a hidden spot Uncle Tom swore had the biggest largemouth bass in the whole state. Dad climbed into the passenger seat, and I got the spot in the back, surrounded by tackle boxes, life jackets, and extra flannel shirts. The drive to the lake was filled with old stories. Dad and Uncle Tom kept teasing each other about the things they did when they were my age, like the time Uncle Tom tried to build a helicopter out of a lawnmower engine and an old bicycle. I laughed so hard my face ached. Sheila does not just list events

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We spent the whole morning on the water. The boat rocked gently, and the only sound was the lap of the waves and the occasional shush of our fishing lines hitting the water. Dad and Uncle Tom talked in low voices about things I didn't quite understand—work at the plant, the new President, and "the way things are changing."

I grinned, feeling a thrill of anticipation. I loved spending time with my dad and Uncle Tom. They were both incredibly kind, funny, and full of life, and I always felt like I was the center of their attention when we were together. Find your own old notebooks

At just 63 pages, Sheila Robins’ A Day with Dad and Uncle Tom is a slender volume, but for its target audience of an eleven-year-old reader, it is a universe. The novella operates in a specific and tender space of pre-adolescence—a time when the boundless wonder of childhood begins to curdle into the self-consciousness of the teenage years. Robins masterfully captures this pivot point not through grand adventure or magical intervention, but through the quiet, deliberate architecture of an ordinary day.

No credible biography or bibliography connects a "Sheila Robins" to an 11-year-old protagonist or a story titled "A Day with Dad and Uncle Tom."

Then we got hungry. Uncle Tom said, “Let’s get the worst food for you.” So we went to a gas station and bought stale donuts and bright blue slushies. Dad pretended to be mad, but he bought a slushie too. Mine was blue, Dad’s was red, and Uncle Tom mixed his together to make purple. He said it was “genius flavor.”