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Sit down and teach me to be rational
Thursday, July 22, 2010 "So how was your hiatus?" 5 days, going down from Oulu to Utajärvi, to Kuopio, to Jyväskylä and back to Oulu. It was all fine and dandy and great, but I'd like to focus on Utajärvi. You see, that's where my grandparents own a little farm. We rolled smoothly into the grassy frontyard, where I proceeded to dig out my hand bag and walk barefoot to the front door. Before stepping in I looked around at the golden surroundings; the sun glistening off the lack and illuminating the sauna building, the gentle breeze blowing over the fields and creating a gentle but romantic dance around the crops. The house, yellow on the outside, is nice and brown inside. The wooden floors creak and give in as I walk through the living room, telling a story I've never known. I find my grandparents sitting on identical stools in front of the window, cutting up strawberries in utter silence. "Oh look who it is, we didn't even see you come!" They've forgotten my name, yet again. "I'll make some coffee, shall I?" asked grandpa. He got up and walked over to the coffee maker, brown like everything else in the house. He'd forgotten how to make coffee. Upon closer observation he had forgotten how to button up his shirt, he had forgotten his braces and his pants were falling down, and his left shoe was untied. Once upon a time I used to be scared of my grandfather. He was always intimidating, tall and arrogant, with a short temper. He used to scream at my brothers and me for the slightest thing. Now I look at that skinny, bald, hunched man who excitedly tells lame jokes and boring war stories and laughs at things that clearly aren't funny, with nothing but tenderness. It's funny how things work out. -k Labels: country, dementia, grandpa, grandparents |
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