This morning I learnt that my auntie Terri, my dads half-sister, is extremely ill with lung cancer . She was apparently diagnosed in the summer and is now in hospital. It made me sob because I adored her so much when I was little but I haven’t seen her since 1996 and that was at my nanas funeral. I’ve been thinking about her all day. She let me drink Martini’s when I was a nipper. She is a fabulous woman.
Yesterday the man who knocked down and killed, whilst under the influence of a combination of heroin and cocaine, two boys from the school where I work was sentenced to ten years in prison. That’s five years for each life he stole. I didn’t actually know the boys particularly well as I’d only been working there for five months at the time, but I was in a couple of classes with one of them. I still remember the last thing he said to me. “Go away – I don’t need any help”. His teacher had asked me to hover around him to keep him working rather than messing about and I suppose that didn’t do much for his street-cred! I expect that I’ll always remember that. It’s funny how we can remember the most trivial things.
On a happier note I’m off to Cambridge tomorrow for The Blokeys works party. What fun. I’m a little apprehensive actually, being the shy, quiet chick that I am . I’m sure a few vodka’s will liven me up though. It’s just a shame that I have to get up for work on Friday. And why couldn’t that traffic nightmare around town have been on Friday? I could have missed my horrible Year 8 class. That would have been a definite bonus. Ah well ….
God Bless my Auntie Terri xxx Elsabeth
Sad to hear about your auntie, hope she’s not in pain.
Sorry about your auntie. Have fun at the do!
Sorry to hear about your aunt.
and yes, 5 years for a life is insulting …