happy birthday lynne! in honour of you, i post one of your stranger quotes up for the www to read!
lynne, for those of you who aren't in the know, is my youngest sister. in 1992, we found her in a rubbish tip and mistook her for some sort of abandoned feral animal. but after mummy washed her and her hair/fur was all matted, we realized she was actually a hairy monkey child. however, if properly waxed and/or shaven, she actually had the capacity to look like a normal human child ... except for the tail. that had to be surgically removed.
ever since that fateful april day, our home has never had more than 2 hours of peace and quiet except on the days she goes for music camp. but we miss her when she goes, because then there's nobody to fetch our water, or chocolate bar, or bake lemonade and squeeze dough for muffins (that started out unintentional btw, but i was too lazy to correct it).
o how enjoyable are the moments we spend together, doing interpretive dance at the dinner table, laughing during mass, emptying the entire content of your wardrobe and laying it very neatly on your bed (under the doona) as a welcome-back gesture ... ah ... good times.
so HAPPY BIRTHDAY little big sister. welcome to the years of angst, acne and acute embarrassment at every shenanigan your family gets up to.
oh! and finally, a haiku:
O hairy child of
Simian roots, we remember
Today, your finding
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