Our Life in Cof­fee Spoons

Midwest Times - - OPINION - Glyn Parry

At Bendigo Catholic Col­lege I had just spo­ken words of en­cour­age­ment to 600 stu­dents.

Then I was in­vited up to the staffroom at re­cess for a cuppa.

So there I am, in the line hold­ing onto my vis­i­tor’s cup, and then I no­tice the lit­tle white­board above the sink. It says, in black per­ma­nent marker, “to­day’s cof­fee spoon left in the cof­fee tin count is . . .”

And un­der­neath that, in red white­board marker, is the num­ber three. And I’m think­ing, “no way . . . this is too sad”.

So now I have to know. And sure enough, when I reach the caterer’s-size cof­fee tin (surely the worst-tast­ing cof­fee on the planet), there are three spoons in there. What was that line in T. S. Eliot’s fa­mous poem?

“I have mea­sured out my life with cof­fee spoons.”

Oh, please, what­ever we do, let’s not mea­sure out our life in cof­fee spoons. The bet­ter line in that Eliot poem is this: “Do I dare dis­turb the uni­verse?”

Dad, mum, son, daugh­ter, brother, sis­ter, un­cle, aunty, nephew, niece, who­ever! This is the ques­tion to ask your­self ? Do I dare dis­turb the uni­verse? Well, do I? You have to be dar­ing. Read­ers in­ter­ested in con­tribut­ing to Writ­ers’ Cor­ner can email sto­ries (max­i­mum 200 words) to [email protected] Writ­ers of the Coral Coast meet at 2pm on the sec­ond and fourth Sun­days of the month at the City of Greater Ger­ald­ton Li­brary. The group wel­comes writ­ers of all abil­i­ties.

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