I know that face. I can remember that face from up at Auburn. It’s a grandma and her granddaughter. Her name is Margaret and the granddaughter’s name is Ann. Margaret and Ann, ohh….They seem to be playing cards, looks like the cards are making her laugh. She is playing at home. I think the card is a king. She is getting into the old age part of her life, perhaps around Christmas time. She looks alright. The little girl beside her that’s laughing, the card that the grandmother has in her hand - she’s laughing at the card she’s got in her hand. I don’t think it’s funny. This one – she’s alright. It’s only the kid that’s laughing. He’s laughing at his grandmother. She’s laughing because she’s not use to proper people. There are two ladies at the door. I couldn’t tell you, I just saw them. They look like very nice people. There is no one else around other than those two people at the door. I can’t see any food around. There might be perhaps a sandwich, a ham sandwich and there’s nothing to drink. Who me, the one over there writing. I would have to try to think of what they would like to hear about life going up and down. All sorts of things could happen. Everybody is very good. Poor old grandmother looks sick, should put her in a hospital. Yeah, she looks crook. She would be admitted. I’d say they gave her a good examination and she got better. I suppose, and she went back home. Is her husband still alive? Perhaps she went home to her boy and her father. I suppose it’s alright.
This story was created by Valerie, Joseph, Roma, Monica and Michael at Cariya Dementia Unit on October 31, 2012.