Polarities,
the
Forces of Evil, review, therapy in the morning 2012,07,29
To
my four
daughters, re yesterday’s outing, forest roads
Forest
roads
are not highways. There are many unforeseen dangers I cannot
possibly enumerate
right now. Last March when I did the small contract in Nahwitti,
one crew cab
found its final resting place just across from the park and one
guy, as he
passed me, was suddenly on two wheels, the right front and right
rear still on
road and the other two in the air over the ditch (because of the
momentum of
his speed he managed to recover and continued his homeward bound
trip. Often
the soft shoulders or a hole that develops by a culvert can
throw a vehicle out
of control and God knows what can happen. To put four daughters
into a truck
and then drive with a truck a young woman has not driven or not
very much, it
worried me. It is one of the good things in life that those, who
have never had
a devastating experience, act out of ignorance and their natural
confidence (which
is a good thing) carries them along. The Ganghofer book I picked
up in Germany,
one of the novels, speaks of “herz-zerreisendes Leid” of what
can and has
happened, when the old woman (the mother: she is not really that
old but one
only gets the feeling she is) does not want the daughter to go
alone up to the
Alm to look after the cows in the summer – she knows what can
happen and what
has happened to her in fact, except that the man who compromised
her was an
honourable guy (he died later in a hunting mishap, which caused
the young and
recently married woman “herz-zerreisendes Leid”. I personally of
course have
seen and experienced it. I will only mention one event but which
did not affect
me directly and yet in a way it did, which I shall not mention:
when the young
forester in Torfmoorhoelle came home from Russia, and his young
wife,
over-joyed and thrilled he survived the Russian
“Gefangenschaft”, then overfed
him – it was not known what this can do to a person totally
starved – and he
ended up in the hospital and died.
I
never in all my life forgot the crying of the woman as she
received the news –
I happened to work nearby and was witness to it. (And this happens to many
people, if only the
person/people affected would be forewarned and then avoid
tragedy.)