Memories of Russia

On inspiration of a prompt Emma found, I wrote this. It deserves a poem, I reckon.  20. We sat in the car, waiting for Mum to come back from the groceries. My Dad talks to my Grandma. 19. I’d always known my Grandma was wisdom on earth, but she said something then that I will never forget.  18. “Almost anyone would trade their freedom for security,” - hide in houses, wear masks, elbow with sneezed-on elbows. 17. Wait for light at the end of the tunnel to approach – ironically, trains move, not tunnel entrances. 16. Dad drives, Dad and I chat. The little purple virus is finished here, the mentality isn’t. 15. “Australia has changed since I was a kid,” he says, “but they’ve never known freedom.” 14. I don’t know what to say. “Well, we’ve never fought for freedom,” I agree. 13. America has, we both said. Many countries have fought for freedom. Australia hasn’t. 12. Some immigrants light fireworks in their backyards. “They won’t notice,” they say. 11. Most white ...

Trip there. When we started the road trip, I felt very happy and at home. I’ve been on more road trips than the average person, since my family has travelled a lot – Mum’s from Canada, Dad’s from Australia, they met in Russia. That explain a lot. So, as we began driving and were on the edge of Howard Springs, I felt so free, and I was glad my trip had begun. It is significantly dryer as you drive south because there is a desert. Lots of people seem to think that the desert would be hot, but it gets very cold at night - and it does the same in the winter when we travelled. The desert in far more arid further south. There were tons of termite hills in the desert, which stirred my imagination. There weren’t any people out there except for the occasional truck every couple of hours. but there were termites. There are thousands of termites in the termite hills, and they would’ve taken ages to build, and lots of cooperation, which means that they are very smart. They are often as tall a...