Hilda’s Story with Janice her daughter – Speakeasy Bury
The Poppy Petals
Hilda from the Speakeasy group brought a selection of remembrance poppy petals.
Hilda is supported by her Daughter Janet, who helped to tell the back story of the Poppy petals.
Together they explain, that the poppy petals are from a special visit to London. Some of the petals have been picked up from the ground, having been dropped by a Lancaster bomber plane over Buckingham Palace during the Golden Jubilee anniversary celebrations. The other poppies are from the Festival of Remembrance at the Royal Albert Hall.
The poppies are very special and meaningful to Hilda “I keep them at home, and I will keep them forever those”.
Janice organises poppies selling for remembrance every year with Hilda
Janice explains “We sell poppies every year don’t we? I organise the poppy selling in Bury.”
Hilda replies laughing “I go and help her. …she knows I mess about yes!”
Florence’s story – Women’s Cultural Exchange
Beautiful ring treasure – Florence in her own words
I think when you came I was a bit reluctant to do anything, and I was thinking I would be the handy women around here and help out. (when Sharon and Rachel came to run the art workshop)
I was sitting and thinking I don’t have treasures like you know how people say “oh this is dear to my heart right now”, but I started thinking into the future. I was thinking actually when I get married I think my wedding ring will be something that I treasure I think my marriage will be something that I treasure. So I thought why not do something for the future rather than saying oh I don’t have anything to make right now
This is my fate in action. (Florence is laughing as she says this)
So this is my treasure (the beautiful ring)
It is one for the future and one that I can carry around. Thank you for coming and helping to put my fate in action, I am happy. I am happy.
Salini’s Story – Women’s Cultural Exchange
As told in her art work
Blue represents the breath of life that God has given me and my loved ones.
My heart feels everything.
My heart is my Treasure, my heart is my treasure.
Yellow represents my riches and blessings.
Red represents the pain I feel at times and the blood that runs through my veins.
Joanne’s Story – Happy Monday’s group Manchester
Crafting is my treasure, in Joanne’s own words.
Years ago I had stokes and I had two brain ops at the same time to save my life and I ended up not doing anything. I was either in bed or laid on the settee. I thought I can’t continue like this, I wasn’t doing anything.
So I decided to start occupying myself by doing different crafts, different hobbies. Everyone at Inspire (where the Happy Monday group runs from) knows me and that I am someone that will have a go at doing anything; I am a jack-of-all-trades. I sketch and paint, I make earrings and bracelets, I do mosaic work, I’ve started making paper flowers and Christmas decorations. I have made over 100 Christmas cards up to now for this year to give out at Christmas time.
I think if I do it now, because none of us know what’s gonna happen to us, so if I get it all done, it’s done, in case anything does happen and I am not able to do it later.
But I believe in keeping myself busy with my hands so that it keeps my brain active and it stops other things happening, like Alzheimer’s or dementia, cos I am always doing something. It helps with the arthritis, if I don’t do things my hands and fingers get stiff, so I am always doing something.
If I am not well enough to be out and about attending meetings, which is like voluntary work that I do then I’ve got to be doing something at home, so I will be on my nursing bed, well I’ll do whatever. Sewing, dressmaking, you name it, I do it. I do everything. Within reason.
I thought I would never let myself get to how I used to be where I am not doing anything. I thought no it doesn’t matter how ill I get I’ve got to be doing something and most things that I make I give to charities so they can sell them.
Linda’s Story – Happy Monday’s Group Manchester
A Tale of Two Dolls – in her own words
This is the story behind the treasure Linda brought to the workshop.
Two dolls, which look like they are made out of tights or something like that. When I first met my husband he had been a hippy, he travelled everywhere and he couldn’t settle down.
I met him I met him at work, when we were both working at a printers, and we decided to get married. Everybody that I worked with said “I will give it six months. It won’t last; we’ll give it six months”. Then just after we got married I won these two little dolls a man and a woman in a raffle. David said to me, that’s us, when we get old, and we will still be together. So I have had them about 33 years and it is us. When he died about three and a half years ago we had been together 34 years. So it did last.
He never had the walking stick but he did have the grey hair.
On my clay figures I have put lots of glitter, on the card. And that indicates our colourful life together
David Duffy’s Story Speakeasy Bury Aphasia group
David Duffy – His Treasure his notebooks: He is inspired by the process of drawing in his notebooks and carry’s a notebook around with him most of the time.
About the treasure he made “It’s just a flower.” It represents several of the drawings in his notebook.
“If it’s a nice day and I see something about me, it might be a rock or a piece of wood (I draw it).”
I like drawing. I did the flowers yesterday. It’s a pleasure to me. I’ve done hundreds and hundreds of these drawings. It’s fun”
Anne’s Story Speakeasy Bury Aphasia group
Anne (with the ‘e’) Brought in different stones collected from Llandudno. Her real passion as shown in her created Treasure is the Universe, showing the solar system, stars, moon and night-time. Inspired by listening to a Brian Cox lecture roughly three years ago on the Wonders of the Solar System, with her Husband Ryan.
“The Universe fascinates me.”
Ann’s Story Speakeasy Bury Aphasia group
(Ann without the ‘e’. as opposed to Anne with the ‘e’ who was sitting across the table from us both).
Ann had started to make her treasure when I went over to chat and help out with creative ways forward. Through asking Ann questions which she answered with smiling, nodding, gesticulating and limited words we unravelled the story behind the treasure being created.
Much of our communication was through eye contact, which greatly helped me to understand. Ann has twinkling laughing eyes and a ready smile. We laughed together through much of the story Ann was telling, that by half way through the workshop session we had a reached a total fit of the giggles! We had been trying to be quite whilst Sam was recording someone else’s story. I think I am mostly the guilty party, I have a loud voice and laugh!
Ann’s story and the treasure she created, was a captured moment in time, ‘her wedding day, showing herself in her wedding dress, her Husband and a bridesmaid’. Ann tried to tell me his name, which at that moment had escaped her, and in good humour she managed to say he was in another room in the cricket club, where the workshop session was hosted.
I felt like Ann and myself had made lots of moments in time with all the laughter and fun we had whilst Ann shared her story with the project. Thank you
“It’s a journey where life isn’t going to be a smooth thing – it’s a wave, where sometimes you get the happiness and sometimes you get the sadness.” Naseera.
Ghidey was born in Asmara, city of Eritrea, she explained her Treasure was based on handmade clay pots used in special family celebrations and religious festivals. The pots can hold either coffee or a special beer called tla. A type of flat bread called enjra is served with the beer, which can be seen in the re-created treasure. The coffee service has a set order to be placed in (we believe) and the direction handle of the pot indicates where the Mother is sitting and the order of who is served. Most families will have this coffee set within their family home.
She explained that the government of Eritrea is a dictatorship. It is the prisoners in prison who make the pots, we understand that they receive no wage at all for this, and that they are not treated well.
These are some quotes from talking to Ghidey and recording her story.
“I made these things, I have had lots of memories in my head, I’m originally from Eritrea.
In holiday time in our house we sit on the grass outside, have picnic, family coming, everyone drinks tla, we eat enjra. When I make this and look at it, I miss my cousins, my Mother, my country, my culture. Sheep and goats and cows come, everyone says ‘go go go!’ after that we are dancing.
In my country these things are made by prisoners for long years in the prison. The government has taught them in the prison, when they make them well, they sell them outside to the people or festivals. It is very hard to make (the pots) and it is very expensive to sell to the people.
The dictator government they sell everything by this group (the prisoners), the things that they made, the prisoner inside is professional at making the pots, no one sees what they have done (created) inside.
The prisoner feeling bad in there, they can’t talk, (but) they understand everything.
I remember too much things my head, they come back in my (from my) country. I made the traditional things I like to make and drink a coffee (from). I made it little bit the size of my finger but in my country they make it big size. I feel good, Thank you”
We plan to go back to visit the WCE with an interpreter to gain a fuller picture of Ghidey’s story and the other Women who shared their stories, to make sure we have made no mistakes in our transcript of their stories about the treasure they made.