The surreal doesn’t even seem surreal any more.
A mini-golf course scattered around a broken city. 
Seven holes (we only played six of them) in seven different “gaps”. This is now a city with more gaps than non-gaps.
Yet the children noticed none of this. They can barely remember Before. Normal is playing a hole of mini-golf surrounded by broken buildings and rubble.
It wasn’t strange to them.
The flooded remains of a basement was thought to be a strange swimming pool. 
We had fun.
And there is more colour and life in this broken city than Before. 
We are survivors. And this city is also a survivor. 
We can never go back to Before, but I’m looking forward to the New.
Kids are so interesting when it comes to perspective. But then, they don't have the abundance of memories that adults retain.
ReplyDeleteIt seems odd but at the same time creative to see this mini golf course. I' m sure I can't imagine how you see your beautiful city but you are right--it will never go back to what it was. It will be better than ever in time.
Thanks for this post Claudia -- looks like creativity and redemption at work!
ReplyDeleteThanks for you comments. I like your phrase "Creativity and Redemption" - sounds like a good title for a blog post.
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