Looking up
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Childhood memory of an Australian Christmas tree.
Looking up I look up at the norfolk island pine outside the red brick toilet block, the way the ancient branches grow horizontally straight out of the trunk and I remember our childhood christmas tree. Too poor to buy a fresh one every year and perhaps before the plastic ones, dad made one. In a block of jarrah, a thick round trunk with holes drilled to receive silver-frosted pieces of dowelling which reduced in length symmetrically as they climbed the home-made tree. over these were draped fringed green cellophane creased from being folded and stored away from previous years. many of the kids here now would think it hilarious but we thought our christmas tree was beautiful. and with it came unspoken things that many of these kids don’t have. stability. consistency. two loving parents and a feeling of abundance that they may never know.
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