SLC-S31/W4-“Creative Interpretation| The Object -“A Broken Clock”
Hello my dear Steemians,
- Old clock...
This clock was here since I was a child, it was always on our fireplace and I remember that when I was little I always watched it it and liked the ticking sound, especially when it is evening and lights were off it was quiet and only what was breaking the silence was the strikes of the mechanism in that clock.
When I asked my mother about the clock she said that it was in their family since she was a child and she was very attached to it. That is why her grandfather decided give it to my mother. My mother also loved this clock and every time when we wanted to go anywhere she always checked her time throwing a quick glance at the clock.
- Clock a nd my work...
*Since I am grown up and after finishing my study I started to work I now moved to the office that was in headquarter of solicitor company. When I came I had smaller room but it had everything I needed, spacious room, big table with enough place for paperwork and also for computer.
I also had my coffee machine that I took from home, I love the taste of fresh coffee in the morning but also when I am too busy to go out for fresh air I just grab my delicious coffee.
One thing was in my office was a clock on wall from previous colleague who had a broken clock on wall, I already tried to change batteries and to check if I can do anything, but it was stubborn and did not want to work. I just left it alone.
Now every time when I come to work it shows 8AM and this is once a day correct time, I have a feeling that maybe the clock started working again but now the time here stopped and always shows start of the working day. I slowly got used to it and just left it alone, everyday coming to work it tells me that I am in time, although sometimes I am a bit late but the clock tell me that it is right in time :)
- Broken clock and our life...
When we return to my mother’s house and the clock that my grandfather gifted to my mother, I must say that few years ago when my mother was was cleaning her house and dusting off around she was at the fireplace and clock. She did it so many time in life and never had any problem. That day she woke up with very anxious feeling her heart was racing and she was not able to calm down. She could not figure out what was it but she just put if off to her busy schedule.
Her day at home started with cleaning house and she took the clock, someone in this very moment she heard the voice of her grandfather calling her by name, that was like in reality and she jumped from freight and understandably she dropped off the clock. Then it was like in slow movie, the clock fallen on floor and stopped working. My mother was shacked, especially that voice made her even more anxious. She then phoned her mother, who picked up phone and said that my grandfather suddenly died this morning. My mother was very upset but she thought that it was a message from her father speaking through her clock maybe to say “Good bye”.
Since then there are few years passed but clock is there on fireplace and it will be there in memory for her father.
When we look at the clock we have a feeling that my grandfather is there and observing our life. Despite of the fact that clock is broken it is a part of my family and it will go from one to the next generation in memory of our grandfather.
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