Australian Blonde With Me In Windsor
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Saturday 22-Sept 2007
Around midday, he was in the bathroom watching Tom and Jerry putting tiles in the shower. They knew what they were doing. The power was off while for a few minutes while one of the girls worked on the main power board with her dad, so he grabbed the chance to eat a hot dog. He heard a chainsaw. A chainsaw? This he had to see. He wandered outside and discovered that the chainsaw was in the hands of another person he'd never have expected to see. Andrew Johnson from St Joseph's turned to him with a big smile on his face. "Hey Chris, how are you?"
"Andrew? What are you doing here?"
"Well, I've been training with Lisa, and she's been keeping me well informed of events, and when we heard about this, we just couldn't not be here." He introduced Chris to his mates. Chris could see that he was going to have to revise his opinion of St Joseph's. Andrew and his two mates were geared up with climbing spikes, harnesses, rope, and a mix of chainsaws, both small and big. They clearly knew what they were doing. Not what he'd expected from the nancy boys at St Joseph's.
He laughed at himself. His parents had thought it was the other parents who were going to be surprised. "Enjoy the journey," they'd said!
He found Lisa, and together they watched Andrew nip up a tree and start trimming the dangerous branches on it, while his mates pulled on a rope to guide the branches down. "Lisa, what's going on?"
"After we met at the dance, he called me back the next week, said it was off with Thui, and so he could train with me without upsetting a girlfriend. So we've been training together ever since. That night at the dance, he figured out what the deal was with Shahia from what you said — he got it pretty much nailed too. Anyway, he kept his mouth shut, like he said he would, but when you blew it open last week, he held his own class meeting and told them all. Here, look!"
She showed pulled out a card from her bundle of stuff, and showed him. It was a big A4-size card with a note and signature from at least two hundred people, all in very tiny writing. "Staff and students at St Joseph's, all messages of support for Shahia — isn't that cool?"
"What did Shahia say?"
"Oh, we haven't given it to her yet — we'll do that once the work is done."
Chris shook his head; that was awesome. What more could happen today? But yes, today really was something to be enjoyed.
Andrew abseiled straight down from the branch he was on. Show off! But then he noticed one of the video girls capturing it. If they knew how to mix a good movie, this day was going to become legendary.
Lisa turned and saw Samuel coming out of the garage. He was coated in fine white dust. She ran over to him, and standing in front of him, gave a girlish squeal. "Oh, it's a ghost. Sam's been reincarnated!" Even Sam had to stop work, he was laughing so hard. As Chris went back inside to work, he noticed Bec and Alyssa taking Maria for a walk in her stroller so she could have her nap away from all the noise. He smiled. They deserved a break — they'd been working hard too.
Later in the afternoon, they knew that they were going to finish the bathroom in time. Chris noticed a stream of people asking if they could help, but there was no space for anyone else, just five of them — Quoc and his dad were helping with the building bits, putting new floorboards down, while Tom and Jerry were putting the finishing touches on. He popped out to see what was going on.
Jay and Hassan were finished, he found, and he went and leaned on their new post while they proudly looked on. He smiled at them and went to find Lisa. When he found her, Lisa gave him a look of mock despair. "It's all done! But no one wants to leave, so we're just making work up. We've been flooding the local recycling station, and we've got a crew working up and down the street tidying up the verge as a way to thank the neighbours for being good sports! But I've still got people looking for work. I just don't know what to do?"
"Hey, how many?"
"Last count was eighty-five people all up. About eighty still here, maybe seventy for the game."
Chris whistled, shaking his head. Those numbers were truly amazing.
"Any hint of rain?"
"No. Lovely out there."
"Right well, get them started on setting up for watching the game." He checked his watch. "It starts in less than an hour."
Lisa looked at him as if he was a dunce. "We've already done that!"
He shook his head. She really did have a problem; what was that joke he'd heard earlier from Georgi, the polish guy working in the garden? "What's wrong with Poland is fatal but not serious." Somehow, that seemed applicable — and he didn't even know who Georgi was — maybe a neighbour?. When he got back inside the bathroom, David was laying the flooring. He looked up, "Give me fifteen minutes, and the bathroom is done."
"Duh? Done? What happened?"
"Oh, lots of people, it just gets done."
He helped him for a little while, and then he went back out to find Lisa. "All right, Lisa, let's get everyone together around the TV."
He went to find Shahia. He found her sitting on her bed. She looked up at him, tired, but he'd seen her much more tired than this. "You know I doubted."
He nodded. "So did I."
She shook her head. "Never again. Chris, this is ... awe-inspiring. What am I going to say to them?"
"Do you want me to try?"
She stood up, with finality in her voice. "No. My job." She came to him and wrapped him up in a big hug. "Stay close to me."
Chris watched as they gathered around the television on the lawn outside. He was glad it was nice weather; you couldn't possibly fit more than twenty people inside Shahia's lounge, and then only if they were all pretty good friends indeed. Several people who had said they had to leave were still hanging around, and showing no signs of leaving. Tom and Jerry, for instance. Chris understood. The feeling was indescribable, this tight feeling of community, and he could see that it had infused everyone. The smiles and laughter, this was even better than at the end of winning a match. Wow.
The lawn was covered in a mass of white t-shirts and singlets with the bold yellow and red logo. Almost everyone, even many adults, were wearing Squad-11 tops. The girls were all wearing the tight singlet form, and he could tell that the guys were appreciating that a lot. He suspected that the Squad-11 tops were going to become quite a treasured possession. His was, if it ever recovered from the slime under the house. Even though it was filthy, he'd refused to even consider changing back to his other t-shirt.
Then he remembered his parent's words, and he checked out the other parents. Sure enough, what he saw there was something he'd remember for a long time. They were all clearly blown away with a mix of pride and amazement. What a feeling! He realised it matched the expression on his face exactly.
Mr Cartwright stood out the front holding an esky. "Attention all members of Squad-11. Here I have beer. You are all welcome to have one. I know many of you aren't, err, of the right age, but after today ... you earned it by your actions. Don't take one if your parents would be upset, okay?"
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Thursday 17-May 2007 Knock knock. Chris looked up towards the door. Who would be visiting at this time of the morning? His mum hopped up and hurried to the door. "Good Morning, Eric." He heard from the entrance. Eric? Chris was still trying to figure out who that was when his mum led Mr Cartwright into the room. Mr Cartwright was carrying his bag that contained most of his books and his phone. "Ahh, Chris. Good morning. How are you?" "I'm okay, thank you sir. Actually it looks...
Tuesday 29-May 2007 Chris hadn't been working on his homework for very long when his mind once again turned to Shahia — how was she doing? He pulled out his phone and sent her an SMS message: A & m in bed asleep. All ok. Hope h is all right Hopefully that would reduce her worries. A few minutes later, his phone rang. "Hi." "Yeah, it's me. Thanks for the message." "How's it going there?" "Yeah, okay." He could hear her weariness. "It looks like he's going to be all...
Friday 15-June 2007 Tonight was the big night, the Year-Eleven dance. It was hardly worth trying to do any schoolwork; it seemed that no one could focus. It kind of struck Chris as funny; somehow he seemed to be a little out of touch with all the excitement. Yes, he was looking forward to it, but no, it wasn't the end of the world. He listened to them all talking about it: the boys discussing who might get laid or who might take booze or drugs along, the girls talking about who was going to...
Saturday 7-Jul 2007 Chris watched the embers of the old log burning in the fire. It was just his parents and him left; everyone else had gone to bed. Shahia had gone early, both because she was exhausted from getting everyone ready to drive up to the farm with his Dad that morning, and because Maria wasn't settling too well. Bec and Alyssa had been sent to bed over their loud protests when it got too late, and Jay and Hassan had sat out by the fire playing their guitars and entertaining...
Saturday 18-Aug 2007 Chris woke early in the morning; he had no time for sleeping in on this day: it was entirely focused on his mum's birthday ‑ he didn't even have soccer until the next day. He jumped out of bed, eager to confront the day. Jay was already up, and the two of them listened to the radio as they started moving the furniture around in the lounge and dining area. Midway through the process, Chris suddenly stopped, listening the news. It was a news item about a couple who'd...
Wednesday 12-Sept 2007 They came to the school gate just a little before lunch. Chris was surprised to see a bunch of year-seven students hanging around the gate, even though it was still in period. He shrugged, and they passed through the gate. Chris took a deep breath. The first battle was about to commence. Lisa had arrived within minutes, out of breath. He'd shown her the letter, and she'd gone berserk. Once she'd settled, he'd explained his plan, and she'd signed on immediately....
Tuesday 18-Sept 2007 Chris was blown away by the response to his working bee proposal. In fact, on the Saturday that had just gone by, there'd been an impromptu working bee. His family, Lisa and Janine, Joe and a couple of others had popped by to look over the work that was required, and they'd ended up spending a couple of hours cleaning and investigating. Without question, the biggest problem was the floor in the bathroom. At least the shower base was leaking, if not the taps as well,...