A Long Way to Travel to be Well - Laid
There’s a little girl with an apron full of eggs with a big blue bow in her hair. The chooks are upset because she’s pinching the eggs. She’s got a nice smile; she’s the picture of innocence. She’s practicing to be a member of Calvary Staff. These chicken eggs will be scrambled and used for breakfast tomorrow. There’s a newspaper on the ground, the headline says “Last Race at Randwick – Late Edition”. These eggs are free range chicken eggs. She’s in front of a barn in Europe maybe in Croatia. She looks European. She’s thinking “who made my stockings? They look like my Italian mother-in-law’s stockings.” She is standing up so the chook can’t go in to lay eggs. It looks like a smashed egg in the corner, but it’s a dead mouse.
The little girl’s name is Sylvana Angelica. We think she’s either 8,12,9 or 7 years old. She’s in a village. There’s not much greenery for the chickens to eat. Next she’ll go home to her mother to count how many eggs she’s got. The chooks are Pullet not Bantam. She will grow up to be a scientist or a world leader OR maybe she will continue to steal eggs and sell them. Or maybe she’ll run a chicken farm. There’s money in eggs! She will create an egg empire and run it for the Italian mafia. She will keep the gopher as a pet.
Thanks to Pam, John, Toni, Jacqui, Bruce and Helen who created this story at Calvary in the Inpatient Rehabilitation Unit on 30th of July 2014.
(My first story as facilitator)