AUT Master of Creative Writing Thesis Exegesis - Scholarly ...
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<strong>AUT</strong> <strong>Master</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Creative</strong> <strong>Writing</strong> 2008<br />
Shorty © Michael Botur 2009<br />
Model Railway<br />
When Dad took us to Model Railway Club, which had a<br />
sophisticated letterhead and not much else going for it, I’d get frustrated<br />
with the kids who drove their trains slowly and who built straight tracks.<br />
They say the point <strong>of</strong> a journey is not to arrive, but try telling the<br />
passengers that. Something’s gotta happen on the train, for real. I used to<br />
make big booming noises that drowned out everything, then bring in the<br />
Fat Controller. He was great coz he was fat and proud <strong>of</strong> it and didn’t<br />
have anything to hide.<br />
This guy at the Club fully swore that if you took one <strong>of</strong> your sister’s<br />
Barbie dolls and turned it upside down, you could see down her cleavage.<br />
I tried it right in front <strong>of</strong> him but when I declared that I couldn’t see<br />
nothing, he said I had a problem with my eyes.<br />
I tried it with Zebra Lady and Purple Girl – they were from a different<br />
set <strong>of</strong> toys, this bucket full <strong>of</strong> broken ones that were unlikely to get fixed.<br />
They were too broken to belong to the Barbies but they had more going<br />
on than the railway characters. Zebra had white hair. Purple Girl had hair<br />
so blonde it glowed in the dark. They were my sister’s toys and I felt okay<br />
about keeping the toys alive after my sister got smooshed.<br />
Zebra Lady, she had the toy equivalent <strong>of</strong> cleavage; Purple’s chest<br />
was flat. I turned the Zebra Lady upside down and couldn’t see any<br />
boobs. It made me feel stupid, firstly, and then ripped-<strong>of</strong>f. I whined at Dad<br />
until he got my eyes tested. The optometrist explained that yes, I was<br />
bound to be disappointed if I was trying to see things that weren’t there.<br />
But I carried on watching cartoons and going behind the TV to see the<br />
rear <strong>of</strong> the characters.<br />
To really spice things up, I would put the broken figurines in the back<br />
<strong>of</strong> the carriages. I would pretend they were Jews on the way to<br />
Auschwitz. Certainly no room in the schedule to stop for food, although<br />
I’m sure Zebra and Purple would’ve thanked me for not encouraging their<br />
indulgence. I liked how they could only fold into a right angle, it was good<br />
for their posture. I would sit there on the carpet all bored with no one to<br />
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