The Ideal

I’m going to share my idea of paradise. Please share yours, too…

In paradise, we would live in a log-and-brick house out in the bush (its paradise, okay – the animals are all there but miraculously we only see them when it’s convenient, and there are no accidents… or maybe we’ve got a fence around paradise, for the realists in here) with a thatched roof that really keeps that thatch smell. It’s constantly Spring, and in front of the house are two constantly flowering jacarandas.

My children don’t go to school full days ever – the school comes to them for four hours, but mainly for social skills. The teacher is never angry (she disciplines, but never out of anger) – she is a modern day Mary Poppins, and children come with her to learn in our home. They never leave a mess behind, and I spend those four hours in the bath, and doing yoga, and playing with my dogs in the shade. We spend the rest of the day outside, making mud pies, running naked in the sun, paddling in creeks and dams, playing hopscotch or sorting flowers into water for perfume. It very rarely rains, but when it does it’s never cold, and we use the rarely-used television for movies only.

The children go to bed when they’re tired, after bathing outside in the fresh air, with stories galore. Then Mummy and Daddy sit and drink wine (Mummy) and smoke (Daddy) and even have sex whenever we want to (unscheduled – now there’s an idea!). The stars always shine and the cicadas and crickets always sing. As Mummy starts to drift off, the evening comes to a close and I go to bed in our giant, comfy wonder bed, to start all over again tomorrow. Maybe there will be fresh eggs for breakfast (this is paradise, there are always fresh eggs when we need them, our chickens are that good) to make egg and feta and spinach and tomato on the toast. And maybe we’ll see the animals, and follow a dung beetle rolling his poo happily. And maybe we won’t get sunburn, and maybe there’ll be no bickering or misbehaving…

And maybe, tonight, I’ll dream of this little paradise. But for now, this life will do just fine.

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