Why do I get to be the scarecrow?
Well the clothes are pretty cool and Worzel Gummidge is my best mate…so!
When we were thinking about this trip and what it meant to us we realised that the ‘Wizard of Oz’ was part of our story – we all had a reason for going on this journey, bigger than seeing some nice scenery and visiting family. Don’t get me wrong visiting my sister is right inside my heart – there are so many things I have missed out on by not flying in the last twenty years…and knowing where she lives, meeting her friends, walking her dogs on the beach, finally meeting the kind, funny ‘Stralian’ man the wants to marry, these are the reasons I’ve been saving up since she left…
But, on the way, I will be spending time with myself and what do I want for myself and my future? Where do I secretly struggle, and the truth is, I doubt my mind – I can easily go blank when I am trying to describe something that matters to me, I don’t know many long words…and if I’m honest I don’t really want to – I am a little resistant and a little small here. How do I stay curious about our rich language, be proud of the simplicity I can bring to what I see, and stop freezing when put on the spot – put simply, I want my mind back – me and the scarecrow both!
