In the group,
You cease being yourself.
You drink beer.
You gossip and tell anecdotes.
Your style of speaking, pace and content,
Change to match your audience.
Gentle jibes and teasing is accepted as normal conversation.
You give as much as you get.
Despite behaving differently,
You feel comfort in being part of the pack.
Camaraderie.
Here's the challenge - compose a poem each day for one year, that reflects my agrarian life. On our hobby farm on the edge of the Monaro my husband Matthew and I raise children (I have eight, though only five remain at home), sheep, goats, chooks, piglets, a milking cow and her calf, fruit and vegies. To support this enterprise I teach in the remotest school in Victoria - if anywhere in Victoria is truly remote.
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Saturday, 14 March 2015
Friday, 13 February 2015
SES Training
Not a very big unit.
Membership reducing,
Members ages increasing.
In line with rural decline.
Measure annual call-outs,
On one hand.
Atmosphere slightly ribald,
But with trust and camaraderie
We cut up cars,
Climb up on roofs
Practise First Aid.
And then adjourn for beer o'clock.
Membership reducing,
Members ages increasing.
In line with rural decline.
Measure annual call-outs,
On one hand.
Atmosphere slightly ribald,
But with trust and camaraderie
We cut up cars,
Climb up on roofs
Practise First Aid.
And then adjourn for beer o'clock.
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