I am really disappointed at myself for not getting to know my grandpa better. I mean, I have lived with him my WHOLE life! I guess its because he doesnt really like talking and he always likes to be alone.Every saturday, he whizzes of to Ashfield or something, by himself, with only a Cityrail map that's like, 10 years old, a card with his address on it and another card saying 'one small coke and an ice cream cone'. Pretty cool, considering the only words he speaks in english are yes, no and thank you. I guess I inherited this 'being alone' thing from him, because I have certain periods where I am just super withdrawn, but I'm happy to be alone and stroll through my own thoughts?
So today, while i was in the basement (which is my grandpa's private study), I found this journal of his. haha, this journa; was actually one of my sister's old exercise books from kindergarten, a handwriting book maybe? Well, my granddad has ripped out all the pages she had done her handwriting on and used the rest of the lined pages as a scrapbook. Inside were pages and pages of old newspaper articles ( they were in chinese....I can read a bit, but I don't understand any of the poetic sayings or anything like that) of things about medicine, travel, war, major political events....
Yesterday, he fell over while going down the stairs, and he was alright, but it really gave my mum a fright. Mum started blaming everyone for his fall and I wanted to tell her to shut up, that nothing is going to be solved if we just keep arguing about who is at fault. Because really? It's her fault too. It's everyone's fault. Adults should just grow up.
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wow. this is such a beautiful post. i can't even explain why...
aw thank you celia!
I hope your grandfather is alright, and that it wasn't a big fall. I hate it when people close to me hurt themselves.
I like your grandad. He sounds really cool. I like his independence, and his scrapbook. :) Does he know you saw it?
ooooooooooooh :( I love your grandpa. i love old people. this post is sad :( Watching old people fall over is like 20 times worse than seeing kids fall. and he had a scarpbook!! i wish i could reach chinese like you. i feel so sad for old people, i wish your grandpa still had midnight adventures and that the world cared about his scrapbook and collections and everything. maybe the world cares equally less about the thoughts/lives of young people? except we're so blissfully ignorant and proud of futures that we don't feel sad about it. The lack of a future is the most bleak thing in the world :S
wow i just had a little rambling on your blog hehe
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