Random and inconsistent snippets from an unstructured mind. My truth may not be your truth. A fact is a fact only by standing on it.
It can't fall down, there is nothing holding it up...
Except some sort of capitalist exploitation. The writer is a 3rd generation Indigenous Australian. Not, i might add, Aboriginal - two different concepts.
Monday, November 02, 2009
Learning to swim
Wazzat out there? Driftwood? better take a closer look .. Errr, nup, looks like .. a .. Eeeek, am floating, what happens now?
Ok, have constructed this brief scenario. Happened the other day. Up until recently Abbey hasn't quite known how to swim. She will go into the water, but only until she feels her feet lose grip with terra firma - then scurry, bounding, on hind legs back to shore. This was the first time that she 'headed out into the unknown'.
The seal, of course, just gave her a casual glance, rolled over, dived; and reappeared some 300 yards out to sea. Abbey found herself out of her depth; swimming. She looked back at me. I shrugged; OK, I signalled, come back, it's OK.