Sunday, August 30, 2009

Presentation Methods - Assignment #4 - HERO



My hero is my brother Craig, 13 years... Wish you were here.
Without fail everyday he'd make me laugh or smile.
The one Id wait to come pick me up from my baby sitters in his black & yellow HX GTS Monaro.
A warm comforting cuddle everytime he saw me, his little sister, 12 & a half years younger than he.


When he passed away, the darkest cloud grew over me.
I was 6 & remember it clear as day.
His 19th birthday, a knock on the door early hours of the morning.
Hiding in my room while my parents were told the news.
My Mums screams...
The hospital trip in the police car... The crazy silence in my head.
Seeing his body. His blood on the nurses hands and gown... not being able to look.
My Mums screams...
Waiting with my other brother Brian, holding him tight, wishing I would wake from this bad dream.
My Mums screams...


Returning home, expecting, waiting, wishing for Craig to walk straight back through the door like I looked forward to everyday, with that perfect smile on his face.



The viewing of his body, not being able to let go.
Being torn away from him, not being able to say goodbye.
Tears rolling down my face... my chest tight... wondering why and how?


The coffin with the most beautiful flowers on top, red and purple.
His songs play - Forever Young - Interactive & Wish you were here - Pink Floyd.
Bullshit prayers and anger building up inside of me...
If there was a god, why was he taking my brother away?


Following the coffin to the cemetry, the hundreds of people flowing after us that loved him so.
The coffin being lowered into the grave, me wanting to go down with him.


A bad nightmare I could not wake from... There goes my hero.







Presentation Methods - Assignment #4 - HERO
SECOND RESPONSE
Children's slimplicity

2 comments:

  1. I know where you are coming from. When i was 19 my sister who was 27 died in a car crash leaving four kids behind. I still remember my mothers screams when dad told her. Wish i never went to the viewing - it just wasn't her - all sewn back together.

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  2. Im sorry, Its not nice experiancing these things at all.
    Lifes such a confusing experiance in itself, but I think it makes us stronger & wiser in the end.

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