Dear Diary, good riddance, the shack is quiet again
DEAR diary, the shack is quiet again. My noisy aunties with their fat bums, sagging arms and fake hair wigs, have left after all back to their good life, and I have this nice feeling that this is the last time we will see them. Like the saying goes, they came to settle unfinished business.
Every Friday, Sarah Ulotu will be taking us through a riches-to-rags story of an orphaned teenage girl who did not know her father. Today, she reveals the girl’s diary notes on April 10,1997
DEAR diary, the shack is quiet again. My noisy aunties with their fat bums, sagging arms and fake hair wigs, have left after all back to their good life, and I have this nice feeling that this is the last time we will see them. Like the saying goes, they came to settle unfinished business.
Unquestionably, the house is so quiet, like a grave, that we can hear each others breath, trying hard but without success not to sigh heavily.
A heavy stench of betrayal and pain hanging in the air, like it is after a war, when the loud gunfire, killings, friends turned enemies and fight for survival have ended. When hope blossoms and it is quiet again.
The quietness, however, hurting and speaking more than the gunfire ever could, because in the silence, you can think and get the message, by looking at your own wounds and at the lives of those you have lost.
Little Bernie knows something is wrong. He knows this is no time to cry for his bottle. Surprisingly, he just lays there on the old sofa, his huge handsome eyes staring at nothing, eagerly sucking on his thumb until someone will notice and pick him up.
That is why babies are called angels; they can be so calm and patient in situations where most cannot.
This situation is affecting mom more. Watching her struggling with her emotions and forcing a brave smile, is very painful.
This once cheerily and happy lady who had everything has turned into someone I do not know and it is scaring me.
Last night, at supper, after staring in space for a long time, she burst into a hollow laughter that sounded dry and alien in the silent night.
Then she said, “It is all over now, the monsters have gone.â€
Admittedly, the monsters finished what they came to do, but diary, if it is over as mom said, then why do I feel like it has just started?
DEAR diary, the shack is quiet again. My noisy aunties with their fat bums, sagging arms and fake hair wigs, have left after all back to their good life, and I have this nice feeling that this is the last time we will see them. Like the saying goes, they came to settle unfinished business.
Unquestionably, the house is so quiet, like a grave, that we can hear each others breath, trying hard but without success not to sigh heavily.
A heavy stench of betrayal and pain hanging in the air, like it is after a war, when the loud gunfire, killings, friends turned enemies and fight for survival have ended. When hope blossoms and it is quiet again.
The quietness, however, hurting and speaking more than the gunfire ever could, because in the silence, you can think and get the message, by looking at your own wounds and at the lives of those you have lost.
Little Bernie knows something is wrong. He knows this is no time to cry for his bottle. Surprisingly, he just lays there on the old sofa, his huge handsome eyes staring at nothing, eagerly sucking on his thumb until someone will notice and pick him up.
That is why babies are called angels; they can be so calm and patient in situations where most cannot.
This situation is affecting mom more. Watching her struggling with her emotions and forcing a brave smile, is very painful.
This once cheerily and happy lady who had everything has turned into someone I do not know and it is scaring me.
Last night, at supper, after staring in space for a long time, she burst into a hollow laughter that sounded dry and alien in the silent night.
Then she said, “It is all over now, the monsters have gone.â€
Admittedly, the monsters finished what they came to do, but diary, if it is over as mom said, then why do I feel like it has just started?