I didn't know that someone's live could go to shit that fast and become so good at the same time. When someone dies you know that grief is good but coming back to the real word is way harder. crying every night, calling with child services about a funeral that already happened, finding a job, school, all these things are even harder when you know no one is coming back for you.
'What for work would you like to do?' question 1.
'Do you want to stay in school, stop school or be home schooled?' question 2.
'Are you gona stay alone in the house or do you want to live in one of the special houses?' question 3.
These three questions have been asked by child services for two weeks. But the only question on my mind is "how do i survive."
I am going to try out for a lifeguard at Bondi and neighbouring beaches. 'Here you have to fill in your name, how old you are, if you have a jet ski license, if you have driving license, if you have your first aid diploma' I just nod as the guy says those things. I grab the paper and walk to a quiet place in the swimming pool.
Name: Makhyli Fairley
Age: 16
Date of birth: 28-06-1996
Phone number : +61 0412 345 678
Mail: makhyliefairley@gmail.com
Driver's license: yes/no
Jet ski license: yes/no
First aid: yes/noI put a circle around yes by driver's license, no with the jet ski, first aid is also a yes (my mom made me do it in school and outside of school). I give the paper back to the guy 'thanks mak-hylie?' he looks questionable at my name. 'Its Makhyli' I tell him 'Sorry I have a weird name.' 'No problem, my name is dean, people call me Deanno. In a minute the boss, Bruce Hopkins will talk to you' the Deanno guy says.
'Are you Makhyli?' 'Yes, and you are Bruce Hopkins?' 'Yeah, just call me Hoppo' 'so you are sixteen, what are doing with school' 'there is this special program where i have to do all my school work online, it's been setup by one of my teachers' 'okay and no jet ski license, but we can fix that, now you just have to swim 800 meters under 13 and a half minutes, can you do that' 'yeah I'll try my best'
I am in the first heat so all these people can watch me. 'Get into the water' I get in the water. 'go' I swim as fast as I can.
'she's fast' 'who is that'
I hit the last wall and come back up to breathe. 'what is my time?' '10 minute 30, that was very fast' 'thanks?'
When everybody is done a few have been sent home. Well that's shitty for them that they cant swim fast, now I sound like bitch.
'Now you have to go to the beach where you have to swim 600 metres in the beach's surf, followed by two 600-metre runs along the sand and another 600-metre board paddle. We will see you there.'
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how do i survive? - bondi rescue
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