Two Weeks in November
Two Weeks in November:
(now wouldn’t that make a nice book title…)
The ironic thing is that the busier I am, the less time I have to write. Thank your lucky stars that my social life has gone up a notch in the last fortnight…
Highlights of work:
I have been doing a variety of things –
Did a short course on epilepsy and how to administer two types of medication, including a rectal diazepam which is as nasty as it sounds.
Have been helping with physiotherapy, learning sign language in speech therapy, learning Braille in Literacy.
Memorable moment:
We were in PE, sitting on the mats rolling a ball to each other in a big group. I was sitting behind victoria to keep her sitting upright. After we finished, daryl, who is usually wheelchair bound but we had hoisted him onto the mat, pushed up with his legs and stood with his knees bend 45 degrees and crooked, but standing nevertheless. I can just remember this huge grin spreading across his face, saying “I’M STANDING!! TELL EVERYONE!!”
Of course some kids can be quite unpredictable. The next day I was helping carrie change Ruqaiyah in the loo, and we heard this “NO!! I DON’T WANT TO MOVE!! I HATE GORTON!!!” followed by a long string of swear words, hitting the wall hard and the screams of a 16 year old boy bellowing down the corridor and setting off a chain of screams in the classes down the hall. We heard a thump, and when I looked outside, there was Daryl, sitting naked in the middle of the hallway, three staff at the end of the corridor, looking bewildered.
One weekend in November:
I got a haircut on Friday, and I felt quite out of place – when I asked for water, not wine. Told her I had never really styled my hair before, nor coloured it, nor straightened it. $75 later, she had straightened my hair and cut it, and it felt completely different. She tried to coax me into spending 90 pounds ($230 approx) on a hair straightener.
Went out with Emilie from work to a nice little classy pub in Putney, which she is hoping to get some work at. We sat in the alcove and talked about all civilised things and drank gin and tonic. How very English of us, considering she’s from bondi and im from the blue mountains!!!
The next day I spent with tony and Shirley, and their daughter Nicolas’ family. They live on the road to Twickenham Rugby Stadium, and every Saturday they are plagued by tens of thousands of Rugby supporters swarming up the road. So they set up a stall selling beef baguettes for 3 pounds fifty and make a mint. I came up to help (cut 600 rolls), and so did my second cousin twice removed whom I had never met before, alex (tony and shirleys’ grandson.) He’s 17 but is 6 foot more, has his own band called AndElsie, looks like Michael Kuzma, and is from the generation below me.
After dinner with tony and Shirley at the Café Rouge, we caught the train back to his house, where i went straight to bed, in the nicest bedroom ever – looked like it had come out of a designer magazine with an African theme.
Met the others the next morning – annie, 7, who presented us with her Christmas list, 4 A4 pages long and ranging from a spongebob squarepants bed to a Dr Who telephone. Sebastian, 9, rugby king, Nicholas, 15 and model and actor in the tv series ‘teachers,’ and husband and wife Julia and stewart.
The next day nick and alex took me around Winchester, the ancient capital of England, and we saw the Round Table, which was huge and had the names Lancelot etc… inscribed into the painted oak. Visited the farmers market and had some fudge creams, walked around. Nick and alex were so cynical about it, but they wouldn’t appreciate old buildings as much as we aussies who think a building is old if it reaches a century.
Back at their house we watched Hitchikers Guide to the galaxy and met alex’s best friend, andy, also the lead singer in their band. I couldn’t quite understand how I am disowned if I don’t watch Neighbours and don’t think ramsay street exists, but I am considered cool because I used to be able to name all 150 pokemon in order. They are awesome though. I listened to their album and for an amateur band, they are very good. A mixture of the killers old stuff, modest mouse, the kooks etc…
Went to their gig. It was awesome. Very unamylike – but I enjoyed it. I stood at the front and… well, came out deaf.
(now wouldn’t that make a nice book title…)
The ironic thing is that the busier I am, the less time I have to write. Thank your lucky stars that my social life has gone up a notch in the last fortnight…
Highlights of work:
I have been doing a variety of things –
Did a short course on epilepsy and how to administer two types of medication, including a rectal diazepam which is as nasty as it sounds.
Have been helping with physiotherapy, learning sign language in speech therapy, learning Braille in Literacy.
Memorable moment:
We were in PE, sitting on the mats rolling a ball to each other in a big group. I was sitting behind victoria to keep her sitting upright. After we finished, daryl, who is usually wheelchair bound but we had hoisted him onto the mat, pushed up with his legs and stood with his knees bend 45 degrees and crooked, but standing nevertheless. I can just remember this huge grin spreading across his face, saying “I’M STANDING!! TELL EVERYONE!!”
Of course some kids can be quite unpredictable. The next day I was helping carrie change Ruqaiyah in the loo, and we heard this “NO!! I DON’T WANT TO MOVE!! I HATE GORTON!!!” followed by a long string of swear words, hitting the wall hard and the screams of a 16 year old boy bellowing down the corridor and setting off a chain of screams in the classes down the hall. We heard a thump, and when I looked outside, there was Daryl, sitting naked in the middle of the hallway, three staff at the end of the corridor, looking bewildered.
One weekend in November:
I got a haircut on Friday, and I felt quite out of place – when I asked for water, not wine. Told her I had never really styled my hair before, nor coloured it, nor straightened it. $75 later, she had straightened my hair and cut it, and it felt completely different. She tried to coax me into spending 90 pounds ($230 approx) on a hair straightener.
Went out with Emilie from work to a nice little classy pub in Putney, which she is hoping to get some work at. We sat in the alcove and talked about all civilised things and drank gin and tonic. How very English of us, considering she’s from bondi and im from the blue mountains!!!
The next day I spent with tony and Shirley, and their daughter Nicolas’ family. They live on the road to Twickenham Rugby Stadium, and every Saturday they are plagued by tens of thousands of Rugby supporters swarming up the road. So they set up a stall selling beef baguettes for 3 pounds fifty and make a mint. I came up to help (cut 600 rolls), and so did my second cousin twice removed whom I had never met before, alex (tony and shirleys’ grandson.) He’s 17 but is 6 foot more, has his own band called AndElsie, looks like Michael Kuzma, and is from the generation below me.
After dinner with tony and Shirley at the Café Rouge, we caught the train back to his house, where i went straight to bed, in the nicest bedroom ever – looked like it had come out of a designer magazine with an African theme.
Met the others the next morning – annie, 7, who presented us with her Christmas list, 4 A4 pages long and ranging from a spongebob squarepants bed to a Dr Who telephone. Sebastian, 9, rugby king, Nicholas, 15 and model and actor in the tv series ‘teachers,’ and husband and wife Julia and stewart.
The next day nick and alex took me around Winchester, the ancient capital of England, and we saw the Round Table, which was huge and had the names Lancelot etc… inscribed into the painted oak. Visited the farmers market and had some fudge creams, walked around. Nick and alex were so cynical about it, but they wouldn’t appreciate old buildings as much as we aussies who think a building is old if it reaches a century.
Back at their house we watched Hitchikers Guide to the galaxy and met alex’s best friend, andy, also the lead singer in their band. I couldn’t quite understand how I am disowned if I don’t watch Neighbours and don’t think ramsay street exists, but I am considered cool because I used to be able to name all 150 pokemon in order. They are awesome though. I listened to their album and for an amateur band, they are very good. A mixture of the killers old stuff, modest mouse, the kooks etc…
Went to their gig. It was awesome. Very unamylike – but I enjoyed it. I stood at the front and… well, came out deaf.
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