It's very personal, I guess, but we'd like to share it with you all.
Not today, tomorrow but soon
Waiting
In a room full of strangers
To start
To stop
To start
Waiting
For harvest
For the time to come
For the time to go
Waiting
As the door closes
As I travel alone
As time passes
And then it is time to go
Waiting
For the counting
For the rising
For you to come home
night night big bro speak to u tomorrow luv your wee blisterxx
ReplyDeleteHi Joe-Isla here. Hope you're feeling better today. Managed to get the parents off to bed before sneaking downstairs to have a chat. God my parents are dull. I hate them. Dad has this really lame Scottish accent and mum's still wearing braces like a teenager. They spend all their time trying to sneak off on their bikes and leaving me to look after Caitlin and generally manage the household.
ReplyDeleteYesterday dad took me to see Monsters and Aliens. How uncooooool. "you'll like it-it's a kids movie" he said. I spent the whole movie slouched at the back trying to text my dealer whilst dad guffawed through the whole film. "Didnae hear yi laughing much" he says after it. "I'm five dad!!" I tried to explain. He just so does not get it, like.
Today we had Annie Apple in at school trying to convey to us the subtleties of the letter 'a'. Basically it's this fat red shiny chick who bombed out of the Performing Arts School in first year and who's been unemployed since but due to pressure from the dole office has had to take on the job of explaining the fundamental role of the letter 'a' in our day to day existence. Way! We started of with a few easy questions like 'what's the first letter of the alphabet?' but after a very very short time we realised that no matter the question the only answer she was qualified to give to us was 'a'. Dad says the glottal stop is a very flexible tool in our armament of vocabularly but as previously documented, he's just a dickhead. So after 20 minutes of hearing 'a' said in 60 different ways I bunked off to Brisbane to join the circus. At least that's where I was heading when dad spotted me at the school gates and took me home for ma tea instead. Reactionary or what?
Decided to go and see a lawyer tomorrow in order to get a divorce from mum and dad. I'm citing irreconcileable differences due to the age gap.
Wish me luck Joe-it's hard being five.
Isla
Isla,
ReplyDeleteI love the way you write "ma tea" with that Scotty-Aussie twang. So cute.
Personally, I think you've done brilliantly, getting this far without seeking the divorce. Both Corri and I knew when we met you at 8 weeks old that you'd very soon outgrow your parents. They're not the brightest, I agree. I think "dickheads" a bit strong though - "bit of a twat" is probably fairer. Yer maws no bad though - I'd shag her.
Do make sure, if you do divorce, you take them for every penny. Despite their claims of destitution, they're loaded. Take your fair share pet and if you need a character witness to vouch for yer da's shitty character, just gie's a shout.
Good luck - we'll be thinking of ye.