A little boy is sitting up in bed all the time. His name is Jack...Jack the Ripper. He has no family and he's only a little boy, a small child sitting in bed doing nothing. He's not well. He's unhappy because he wet the bed. The little fellow wants some lollies, some polar bears. He is asking for enough, to go to the zoo. I can't imagine that. He hasn't any pets. That little boy is not too old. He is crying for his mum and he is a lonely little boy. Where is his mum? She is sleeping next door. She should be at her own place looking after her own people. I was at my place on the verandah. He was on the verandah. He has a box of chocolates in his hands. He is going to eat them all. If he eats them all he will have diarrhoea and a tummy ache. He will have the "showers". He is very sick. He might have to go to the sick ward with his tummy troubles. He'll have to go on a starvation diet until the tummy troubles pass. After, he grows up and leaves hom, he must have done that in a hurry.
This story was created on December 18, 2014 in the Carinya Dementia Unit with Monica, Pat, Berris, Mabel, Norma, Bianca and Sevinch.