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Christadelphian Aged Care S P R I N G N E W S L E T T E R
MARANATHA Address: 1582 Anzac Avenue, Kallangur QLD 4503
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Phone: (07) 3482 5333
Email: admin@chomes.com.au
Managers Message
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Welcome to Maranatha The past few weeks in Brisbane have been notable for the occurrence of two events that indicate we are in the month of August as clearly as the date on the calendar. To Queenslanders, the two events are inextricably linked, appearing together like clockwork each and every mid August. Anyone who has lived for a year or more in this part of the world will know that I am referring to the Queensland Royal Show, known simply as ‘The Ekka’ and the accompanying cold, westerly winds. It seems you can’t have one without the other. Queenslanders love the Ekka and flock to it in their droves. Thousands of children, fairy floss sticking to hands and chins, tummies warmed by dagwood dogs and faces shining with the sheer excitement and spectacle of show time pour through the gates between from the 7th-16th August every year. What these kids do not yet know (but their parents are discovering) is that they are creating for themselves memories that as they grow into adulthood will become an instant and treasured source of connection with precious childhood days. I did not grow up in Brisbane, so did not experience the Ekka until as a mum of 40 I took my own children. However, I have very clear memories of the Winter Show which came each year to my own small town. I remember that it was huge, too exciting for words and filled with exotic tastes and smells. It was so crowded that as a very small child in the care of my grandmother I was delightedly waving my fairy doll (a gloriously glittery pink plastic doll which was tied to a hooked stick) when much to my grandmother’s horror I hooked an unsuspecting patron in his buttoned fly! Annoyed by the obstruction to my dolls flight, I tugged vigorously but was unable to free her. My mortified grandmother and the equally embarrassed show-goer somehow managed to liberate the fairy doll and we were able resume exploring the magic that was the Winter Show. Revisiting my home town as an adult I was amazed at how small the show grounds had become. Was it really only the size of a football field? Surely not! The world certainly shrinks as we age. Continued over page
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