#true story – Old age and treachery

She was struck by a saying her boss used ‘time and again’ to tease her when she was a ‘young whippersnapper’ and still ‘wet behind the ears’.

She sat waiting for time to pass her by. Sure enough if she looked hard enough, and waited long enough, she could see each hair turning grey. She felt like ‘such an old fart’ as she scrolled through photos of the past. She reminisced through slowly wrinkling skin to the youthfulness and adventure of yesteryear. “Ah those were the days”, she thought to herself. She breathed a despondent sigh.

That sigh was short lived. She’d had an epiphany! She was struck by a saying her boss used ‘time and again’ to tease her when she was a ‘young whippersnapper’ and still ‘wet behind the ears’. He used to say “Old age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill”. Finally she got what he meant.

So bring on the grey hairs. Get those wrinkles pumping. She had found a new meaning and purpose. “I’m not dead yet! Granny is here. So watch out youngsters, old age and treachery here I come”.

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Phrase/Saying

  • Old fart – (UK, 1940’s) someone boring and old fashioned (MacMillan Dictionary).
  • Time and again – (USA) Repeatedly
  • Young whippersnapper – (UK, 1700’s) Young person that is overly confident. Hails from the days when people cracked whips
  • Wet behind the ears – (USA 1900’s) Only recently started a new…job, career etc so inexperienced
  • Old age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill – (USA 1900s) David Mamet quote. Actual quote is slightly different but it means the same thing.

#Poetry – Hospital pitstop

I know the dark space that operations and medication can do to your headspace. This cards for mum. After a second operation less than a couple of weeks apart I know she’s struggling. When a loved one is in hospital you can’t always be with them, especially these days. That makes things so tough. Wish I could be there with her. This short poem is for her.

Love you to the moon and back but get that things are hard
Thinking of you heaps today so thought I'd send this card

Imagine I am sitting there on your bed and all
We'll laugh at life's twists and turns...beats staring at a wall!

We'll chat of meds that work best or needles that you score
The kindness of your nurses and patients that do snore

This place is a pitstop and it's bumpy on the way
So seatbelt on, hold on tight, lets take it day by day

BY DEE GRANT 2021

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#Poetry – True Grit

Nan’s bones were so brittle, hard surfaces were her enemy. She moves with her walker with absolutely no symmetry. Nan reasons it’s safer to be home alone. It’s safe and secure her castle, her throne. 

Family and friends would visit and fear, that this sweet loving grandma that they all held so dear, was wasting away in her homely cocoon. She needs to get out and we think…soon. 

(Read fast) Let’s go to the park. Let’s set up a table. Let’s get grandma organised she’s still with it, still able. She’ll get to see kids run round and play. Let’s get her out, yes lets sort it today.

Nan watches in terror as the kids zip around. She fears for her footing which just isn’t that sound. But Nan bless her soul won’t show her fear. She smiles, is pleasant, as family is dear.

BY DEE GRANT 2020

For Nan

We all have different lenses of how we see the world. It’s the same with family. Seniors share of their concerns with me of being out and about and how scary it can be for them sometimes. Noone would ever know.They are amazing. Such true grit.

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