I was walking along Centennial Park and my dearest mother said “ Oh look son , the six British colonies in our country are officially declared a federation! “ All we could hear was screaming and shouting of other people and then .. We saw our First Governor-General, swear in the new Federal Government and Australia’s first Prime Minister, Edmund Barton. “Creating a nation requires the will of the people! “ – Edmund Barton
It was January 23 rd . I was walking along George Street and I had stepped in horse manure .. I try looking for the nearest toilet but by the many people blocking my way i had never gotten to reach one. I had reached the end of the road and noticed flies are hovering around my feet. My dad was at work and My mum was in the house and was looking after my little sister Elizabeth . We lived a very difficult life as our clothes were washed by my mums hands. As i came home I saw my mum cooking me and my family an evening meal.
Nathaniel was 15 Years old he didn’t really look like me . He was more like on my fathers side and I was more on my mothers side of the family just like what my friends said. I had forgotten i still had manure on my foot and i hadn’t washed it out yet , I try washing it out with the tap just at the front of my house but it wasent making a difference so i just left it and maybe i’ll throw it away later . As my mum was screaming at me that the house started smelling bad.
I walked back inside as our evening meal was ready. Which wasn't very pleasant . Im still stuck in this house of mine .. “ i wish i was rich and wealthy “ My little sister , Elizabeth said to me . “ i wish that to , i wish that to ... “ as i said with my head facing the floor as if i was sad and wanted to live a good life. Me and Elizabeth quickly ran out of the room as i heard a loud bang outside of the house. i looked outside the door and saw a man pointing pointing a gun at my face. With eyes wide open, i wait anxiously ... My eyes spead wide and as i wait until he pulls the trigger. My lovely mother , brother and sister are terrified.
Since my sister was quite small , as i wait in front of the door with a gun pointed at my head .. My sister sneaks off to the telephone and tried ringing the police but we were about 20mins away from town. I heard my mum , “ Please don’t !, I beg you “ she said crying in tears . When I look down with my own eyes : seeing a bottle of beer in his hands and by this assuming he was a mad alcholic. I tried to question him into his actions, but i failed to understand his speech.
I was still standing there, thinking i was going As i clasped my hands together to pray , my mum collapsed. I quickly turned around at this instant and ran, nearly being hit by the bullet that was released by the man’s gun. As the bullet went through the wall of the house, the man escaped outside. I was trying to wake my mum up .. But i couldn't. Eventually me and Nathaniel carried her to her bed and waited .. Until she woke up she had a fever .. We were all thinking , she might have a disease.
My brother felt her forehead and said “ Her head has been quite warm recently. She has also had frequent visits to the loo “ ... We didn’t know what to do . So we just kept waiting for her until she said a word .. Until i noted her lips were going dry .. And i mean very dry .. She stood up and gone to the loo again . We could now assume out of these observations that she had diahorrea. We all looked shocked and didn’t know what to do . It was now about 7:00pm at night and my father had came home . He tried making his own medicine to cure my mother but still nothing.
We were all scared fearing the death of our dearest mother and caring wife. We tried giving her drinks so she wouldn't get dehydrated .. We were running out .. My dad had gone to fetch some of his friends and asked for help .. But still nothing .. All us ... Me , my brother and Elizabeth would do nothing but stare at her.. and keep our hopes up
My dad had come back with a big tub of water and put it in a cup each time we thought that she wanted to take a drink.
Since we couldnt afford to go to a doctor to receive treatment, we could do nothing but create home made remedies. But we could not trust these, risking the fact that they may be harming her instead of curing her. I was getting worried .. i didn’t want to lose her. I went to lay down next to her and hugged her tight and whispered in her ear “ i don’t want to lose you “. And i fell asleep while my dad was taking care of her.
The next day has arrived . The sun is shinning bright and thankfully my dearest mother is still alive.. It looked like she was getting better but not very healed up yet . I feel like if she goes .. I go with her to .. i knelt down and prayed to God that to make sure she is safe in heaven if she goes away . “ I SHOULDN’T BE THINKING LIKE THIS “ i said and started crying in front of everyone . This time i wanted to be strong and i wanted my mum to live .. And i would do anything to keep her alive.
A few days later , we are still doing the same routine .. but three hours later .. my dear .. ... mother passed away .. a tragedy in the family. . I felt like i should go too . but i had to be strong and fight my obstacles
Now that my mother was gone … i felt as if i was a man now but she was still looking over me
IT was now the second day after my dearest mother had died in front of me. it was about 3pm when i was staring at the bed where my mother had died right in front of me . We couldn't afford to get her a coffin so we just buried her ourselves .
What a sad day to remember .. I wanted to just forget about it but i am still recovering from it.
My dad had went to work .. And he had to be chosen to be a rat catcher because of the Sydney Bubonic plague crisis.