The Best Things In Life Are Free and Clive Palmer
Without Prejudice
I live a comfortable life. In fact, I live an extraordinary privileged life, I would expect nothing less of myself at this age. I am academic but can be a complete idiot when it comes to money, treating it in the past as if it didn't matter. Now I conserve it, treat it with respect and therefore have enough. As the Billionaire, Clive Palmer said,
" You need family, God, and just enough money to be comfortable "
His wife just had a new baby girl and Clive is 59. Good on him. He also went to Southport State High School, another reason I like him, he lacks pretension. My brother went to Southport State High School and I went to Southport State School, best school in the world.
Kids could come to school without shoes. So a lot of the boys did, it was surreal. No uniform either, kids were not considered "poor" or "rich" in the sixties, when I was growing up. I sat next to a boy who was filthy. I was what they called Top Girl, a bookish nerd, and the boy who was second in class was the filthiest human being I had ever seen.
Top Girl or Boy sat at the Top of the class, a bummer for me who was short sighted, and second top sat next to me and so on. Must have made the bottom kid feel bad.We sat at timber school desks that had an ink well and lifted up and down with a satisfying bang. Our bums parked on long timber trestles that could give you nasty splinters if you weren't careful.
I realise now the boy I sat next to was aboriginal, but I never saw him as different, just a pain in the arse to keep beating all the time. I respected his intelligence but could not stop staring at his dirty ears and nails. I barely spoke to him as he was a rival and boys were just disgusting to me when I was aged 10. I had brothers and that was bad enough.
Looking back now, I realise we had a " Special School " in the grounds as well and it really was called " Special School". The kids were kept away from the mainstream school with a fence.
Seems so bizarre now in our world of political correctness gone mad. We just knew that the kids were helpless against fate and treated them accordingly.
Poverty was just the way things were and coming from a big family, we were always poor. So was everyone else I knew. There were kids that lived in Nerang that were supposed to be Housing Commission kids but apart from the filthy boy who sat next to me I didn't know of any other. Nerang kids caught an earlier bus to us Labrador kids, we lived right on the water in a Queenslander which was the best house to live in, ever.
Labrador was a lot of little fibro houses too and we knew a man around the corner, a blind man, who sold cheap cigarettes. My parents were both smokers and availed themselves of his cigarette machine many a time. I thought he was weird. I was convinced he wasn't really fully blind and caught him staring in my direction a few times. I refused to stay there, even though his daughter asked me to.
This week we as a family have welcomed home a tiny little scrap of humanity, my beautiful little grand daughter, Shilo. A miracle for my daughter after seven boys. The love that surrounds her costs
nothing and yet is worth a million dollars. Free too was to see her seven brothers hold her and see their protection muscles kicking in, making them look bigger.
This is what Jai, her 16 year old brother, wrote on his Facebook.
At around 2:30 December 15th 2013 my mum Yvette Hancock had a beautiful little girl that is now
my little sister. I've always wanted a sister since I was a little kid and now that I have one I can't tell people how happy I'am, for the rest of my life I swear I will now and always protect my sister till the day I die. Welcome to the world Shilo.
We lost our beautiful Siberian Husky two days after Shilo's birth, (she was 3 weeks early. ). The Husky just died quietly aged 7. To see our "boys" bury her and all cry at various times, struggle with Joy and Sorrow was free and means another million dollars. We know we have done a good job in raising them. Gentlemen all of them.
And also I have air conditioning for free. Neighbours of mine sold me a reverse cycle air conditioner that is yet to be installed. So in the mean time they loaned me their portable air conditioner that in forty degree heat cooled my one bedroom unit down to 22 degrees. Also worth a million dollars to me. My little baby girl came in with her Mum to enjoy the cool air.
I was then able to pass on to them my evaporative cooler as they have a brick house, that stays relatively cool in heat, as against my plaster walled unit. I was warned the day I was given the keys to my unit, that the only fault the units had was being boiling hot in Summer. I kept that in mind and now have my wanted air conditioning.
Free.
Xxx
I live a comfortable life. In fact, I live an extraordinary privileged life, I would expect nothing less of myself at this age. I am academic but can be a complete idiot when it comes to money, treating it in the past as if it didn't matter. Now I conserve it, treat it with respect and therefore have enough. As the Billionaire, Clive Palmer said,
" You need family, God, and just enough money to be comfortable "
His wife just had a new baby girl and Clive is 59. Good on him. He also went to Southport State High School, another reason I like him, he lacks pretension. My brother went to Southport State High School and I went to Southport State School, best school in the world.
Kids could come to school without shoes. So a lot of the boys did, it was surreal. No uniform either, kids were not considered "poor" or "rich" in the sixties, when I was growing up. I sat next to a boy who was filthy. I was what they called Top Girl, a bookish nerd, and the boy who was second in class was the filthiest human being I had ever seen.
Top Girl or Boy sat at the Top of the class, a bummer for me who was short sighted, and second top sat next to me and so on. Must have made the bottom kid feel bad.We sat at timber school desks that had an ink well and lifted up and down with a satisfying bang. Our bums parked on long timber trestles that could give you nasty splinters if you weren't careful.
I realise now the boy I sat next to was aboriginal, but I never saw him as different, just a pain in the arse to keep beating all the time. I respected his intelligence but could not stop staring at his dirty ears and nails. I barely spoke to him as he was a rival and boys were just disgusting to me when I was aged 10. I had brothers and that was bad enough.
Looking back now, I realise we had a " Special School " in the grounds as well and it really was called " Special School". The kids were kept away from the mainstream school with a fence.
Seems so bizarre now in our world of political correctness gone mad. We just knew that the kids were helpless against fate and treated them accordingly.
Poverty was just the way things were and coming from a big family, we were always poor. So was everyone else I knew. There were kids that lived in Nerang that were supposed to be Housing Commission kids but apart from the filthy boy who sat next to me I didn't know of any other. Nerang kids caught an earlier bus to us Labrador kids, we lived right on the water in a Queenslander which was the best house to live in, ever.
Labrador was a lot of little fibro houses too and we knew a man around the corner, a blind man, who sold cheap cigarettes. My parents were both smokers and availed themselves of his cigarette machine many a time. I thought he was weird. I was convinced he wasn't really fully blind and caught him staring in my direction a few times. I refused to stay there, even though his daughter asked me to.
This week we as a family have welcomed home a tiny little scrap of humanity, my beautiful little grand daughter, Shilo. A miracle for my daughter after seven boys. The love that surrounds her costs
nothing and yet is worth a million dollars. Free too was to see her seven brothers hold her and see their protection muscles kicking in, making them look bigger.
This is what Jai, her 16 year old brother, wrote on his Facebook.
At around 2:30 December 15th 2013 my mum Yvette Hancock had a beautiful little girl that is now
my little sister. I've always wanted a sister since I was a little kid and now that I have one I can't tell people how happy I'am, for the rest of my life I swear I will now and always protect my sister till the day I die. Welcome to the world Shilo.
We lost our beautiful Siberian Husky two days after Shilo's birth, (she was 3 weeks early. ). The Husky just died quietly aged 7. To see our "boys" bury her and all cry at various times, struggle with Joy and Sorrow was free and means another million dollars. We know we have done a good job in raising them. Gentlemen all of them.
And also I have air conditioning for free. Neighbours of mine sold me a reverse cycle air conditioner that is yet to be installed. So in the mean time they loaned me their portable air conditioner that in forty degree heat cooled my one bedroom unit down to 22 degrees. Also worth a million dollars to me. My little baby girl came in with her Mum to enjoy the cool air.
I was then able to pass on to them my evaporative cooler as they have a brick house, that stays relatively cool in heat, as against my plaster walled unit. I was warned the day I was given the keys to my unit, that the only fault the units had was being boiling hot in Summer. I kept that in mind and now have my wanted air conditioning.
Free.
Xxx
