Tuesday, 26 May 2015
a couple of years ago my daughters went to a school dance and one was groped by a boy from her year group. she reported it to me with the comment that it gave her a bit of a shock but it didn't bother her much and she didnt want to let it spoil her night. i told her that what he did was not appropriate and then i decided not to pursue the matter.
fast forwarding a year or thereabouts, the same boy grabbed a much smaller boy in the school toilets and he assaulted the younger boy, first with violence and then with a sexual act.
when i heard about it, i realised that my silence in the attackers earlier "career" had done nobody any favours.
i didn't expect to ever face that situation again but just recently one of my daughters told me about a boy she had seen taking video of girls' legs. i asked her if she wanted to report it or whether she would like me to do it. the conversation meandered over a few days and in the period of our talks she saw the boy surreptitiously take more video after actually asking the girl in question to stand on a desk.
my dear girl had no question left in her mind and made the report. unfortunately she has suffered as all whistle blowers do with accusations that she did the wrong thing: the boy in question was a "nice guy", it was his final year in school, a 20 day suspension was "excessive".
only it turns out that he may have offended on many more than the two occasions he was seen and the police may become involved.
it breaks my heart to see my daughter suffer but i am proud beyond words of her courage and (as i told her) she is now a hero for women everywhere, for all of time.
Saturday, 25 April 2015
Wednesday, 22 April 2015
in the last few days the coast of NSW, including sydney, has suffered cyclonic winds and unending rain. all the sand has blown off the beach at bondi, city garbage bins are shoulder high with broken umbrellas, ports were closed with a cruise ship full of sea sick holiday makers stranded outside the heads, 200 000 have been without power and four people have lost their lives due to flooding. it has been a testing time and more weather is expected before the clean up can really get underway.
we have survived it all with only wet clothes and transport disruptions. our roof continues to hold up to the very worst weather without leaking and there are no large trees to fall on us so i have been free to weather watch.
the road to mum & dad's place
flooding a few stations away cut our line to the city. my whole family (except me) uses this line every day
i stumbled across a facebook post where a farmer cut off by floodwaters was trying to get hold of a generator so he could milk a herd of cows for the first time in two days. (poor cows.) i was delighted to see loads of people offering to hand milk. i wonder how many similarly interesting stories are unfolding out there.....
yesterday i went to the cinema in the rain and learnt that cinema coffee is not worth the hassle. i also got my sleeve caught in the queue control barrier, which resulted in me jerking my arm back and tossing a purse full of coin all over the floor. it was a typically kylie kind of moment. the second best marigold hotel was a sunny little distraction, so much so that i arrived home with such a wide smile that my cheekiest one asked if i had met a man.