pasted in afterthought
On Monday one of Kirby's teachers called me; he experienced pain on the roof of his mouth, which now moved to his oesophagus. He'd like to be picked up and taken home, he doesn't seem eager to continue class. It was that last sentence that made me want to ask her, how serious she takes her job. If she noticed a hint of Kirby pretending to get out of class, there are two people at the school, whose job it is, to check what could be otherwise wrong. Kirby's symptoms sounded like what i was experiencing when i changed from primary school to secondary modern school.
I headed out and picked him up. His mates had packed his schoolbag for him, and everyone wished him a quick recovery—i thanked them before we left the classroom, what a lovely bunch they are.
Kirby was definitely uncomfortable, and the way he behaved i knew from my own experience. On the tram he told me, that suddenly, the room was too loud, his gums started to hurt, and the pain worked his way around from there. Was that a panic attack? I told him how often i was at the school doctor's office, or suddenly felt a sadness wash over me, and as silently as possible cried during class. Not as a attempt to console him, rather i wanted to let him know, that he can be »honest« about this things when he chooses to.
He's also frustrated about my knowledge of comics, and won't accept, that he has to read through his 30 years worth of material to amass the same amount of unnecessary information.
The carpenters were here to finally repair the windows; and left without having done anything due to the replacement parts not being the right ones—they weren't tuned properly. Again… So the journey continues. We informed the housing association, and now am sitting on needles awaiting how they'll proceed.
I forgot about pre-ordering the City Slickers blu-ray from Arrow Video1. What a beautiful cover they commissioned—although Norman in the lower right corner looks like a pasted in afterthought.
City Slickers Blu-Ray // arrowfilms.com↩