Pages tagged with Feud

For some reason Mother felt sorry for Uncle Hazel and Auntie Shatri, and decided to invite them over for Christmas too, seeing as "their numbers are so thinned out". Whatever that means. I guess none of their family or friends, or not many anyways, want to spend time with them. Whatev...
Mother comes into my room early morning while I'm still in bed. "Mary and the children are here", Mother says. Well great. What's so important about that? Well they're staying here for the day, because according to Mary Harrison is too dangerous to be around.
Auntie Marienne. Yeah there's a character for ya. She's one of those people that makes your courage sink into your shoes.
"You can't wear shirts like that. It shows your (fat) stomache too much!" This is Petros' first words to me as I arrive at the breakfast table, all dressed up and ready for our day trip to Bloemfontein.
During breakfast this morning, Mother announces that Petros is coming this afternoon, and I must make him feel welcome.
This poem depicts a picture that was not so pretty. For many years my brother and I carried on a bitter feud. We were both hurt by this. We had to unfreeze our hearts, and our fiery words could never do this. We had to leave our retreat of stony silence. We needed to love each oth...
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