Xxtra pages in stages? Umanalien ..>? extracts from a human alien’s LIFE ?
Umanalien ..>?
extracts from a human alien’s LIFE ?
Part 1 “ he’s a manager at < * ISIS? >
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1... Interesting Character ; Ambitious , hard working “workaholic” young Man
....., < was always “different” (recently discovered that he may be adopted from EIRE? Grew up in LIVERPOOL during a phenomenal music & football era.. when it seemed that place was the centre of the Universe.. then went to LONDON to become an “office boy” at 16 ..at the end of the incredible “1960’s” ... a genial boy more than 10 years younger than his peers.. whose family were engaged in manual / physical working class occupations.(except his ma, the educator, was also regional gen sec of the Labour party back when it was truly SOCIALIST.. from scotish ancestry..had fire in her belly...his biggest influence apart from John Lennon & “Shanks” ... (**who “made” Liverpool ) ..his male mentors,
.. ChRiS had done all the basic jobs at a family owned shipping company in London ..which was “swinging” too... world famous people.. watching the tourists over lunch,,, bought his first suit.. ... (got his suit dirty, carrying wooden cases up from the basement , upset when Co Sec “Mr. Albert’s” words hurt him *& motivated him? ..who said “don’t moan there are plenty who would do your job” ) ... from office/POST boy / messenger of the London “city round” ... got to know the streets & famous places of that HUGE capital literally from “the ground up” was given a boring office job, at this small family owned firm, but worked hard & became assistant & then Logistics/Transport manager age 19 .. a “wizz kid” before going to “ISIS” after the book-reading incident with “Mr Harold” and when middle-aged Manager was sacked... (replaced by this younger (cheaper? ) boy... >
Scene with the outgoing manager ?
2. Communicate his attitude,.. to work on unpaid Saturdays to be the best at his job?
< ... from Manager in a family owned “old fashioned” shipping firm moved to assistant commercial manager at “ISIS” , more modern International company heavily involved in container shipping wines & spirits in bottle (*case) or bulk ... as his young wife & kids boy & adopted daughter, left him as she ran off & left him alone ... he poured himself 200% into his career ...
when one of the 2 owner-Directors heard about this called ChRiS into the Directors office,,, The Directors were more “modern” than the previous employers & “Allan” was the one who usually dealt with staff & social matters (now known as “human resources” ..
Allan>( *sympathetic )How are you, ChRiS. I heard what happened with your wife & children, how are you?
(Offering , still young at 21, our ChRiS a cup of Tea, which he accepted)
ChRiS “ Im just going to focus on my job, my career, Allan…”
Allan “ well, we are happy with your work, ChRiS and now that you are commercial MANAGER we have every trust in you...
ChRiS (wanting to get back to his desk, not liking to discuss his feelings too much ) “ I am OK, Allan, I just want to put my energy into work, & keep myself busy”
( we flash to the next scene at his home, even at 19 ChRiS was a manager, with a house and an adopted daughter, his wife seems to have got “revenge” on ChRiS because her ex BF had run off , leaving her with a 6 months old baby girl who ChRiS adopted when they married... “my duty” (ChRiS explained to his own (adopted) parents ..
we see ChRiS come home (he was now 21) finding his wife had left a “dear John” letter on the living room mantlepiece ... she had met a (younger!) man when she had gone back to her own parents for a weekend & complained that ChRiS had worked on the Saturday, she had gone out on her own to a dance..and slept with the guy, who ChRiS never got to meet.. in another part of the country,,,
(we see ChRiS start to cry , stop , get angry with himself, and swear to himself ..”I am going to get over this” )
after the divorce, young ChRiS was paying a third of his income as alimonEy for her & the kids, and thus had legal right of access, but after a few meetings full of tears he told her “ its too much every time they are crying, I am upset, you dont care, but it is too much... (visualize this scene ?)
by the next year not only had ChRiS travelled all over European wine regions, visiting agents for the company, he had acquired knowledge of the accounts dept and every department & knew the company through & through, more than the managing Directors, general manager or anyone..
but it wasn't always serious ..the “middle management” of all departments were young , all in their twenties, and often much to the annoyance of “poor old George” ..(the GM) all the young men would go to a pub in the town, which had live music or strippers on friday and would stay there for about 3 hrs , George would moan every time, BUT he KNEW that the young managers or assistant managers were VERY effecient and good at their duties... so shrugged..
Foreign drivers would often come to the office and George would try to speak with them using ever louder english in some weird expectation that would help the driver understand if he shouted the instructions at them, ChRiS & the others didnt hide their amusement...
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3. Conflict with the owner/directors over the situation and with the 2 who let him down
Narrative;
ChRiS would, by choice work in the office almost every saturday, there were usually no phone calls coming in, he could clear up items that were outstanding and get a jump start on the duties of the coming week, he was an admitted “workaholic” but felt relaxed was in control. And could still play amateur football Saturfay afternoon & sunday morning during the season, or train during workday evenings,, which he found also was a perfect way to “let off steam” as he also captained those Teams, he was used to leading.....
Scene outside office
But this particular Saturday,, he met Joe, on the walk up the stairs from the parking to the office, Joe was coming down
ChRiS “Joe how’s it going, or rather where are YOU going?”
Joe “ going home, ChRiS ,,the main office is closed” (an open plan office about the size of a tennis court for about 30/40 office staff)
ChRiS “what do you mean? CLOSED? ..
Joe “see for yourself. See you monday, I am off..now I will be roped into shopping with the Mrs! (wry laughter) “
... ( ChRiS walks up the rest of the stairs through the reception , and stops at the entrance to the main office WHERE all the chairs are ON the desks & there are cleaners with machines polishing the floor... he hears chatter from the side office which was often used for staff who brought sandwiches for lunch as the Company was situated about 10 minutes drive from the town, shops, cafes & train station.., )
SCENE in office
... about half a dozen of the staff are sitting around , 2 or 3 people moaning not listening to each other...
x > “Yeah, It take me half an hour to get in, for nothing , we wont get paid overtime...”
y> “and other people get longer holidays!”
z> “ and they get lunch vouchers at other companies” and “we ought to start a union”
Narrative
ChRiS makes himself a cuppa & thinks ..oh great , all these moaners, (“I will make a note anyway ,, just naturally curious if the moaners had any just cause, apart from the obvious that neither the Directors or GM (George) had informed the staff of the office being closed for cleaning/floor polishing.. (did the owners know we all come in Saturday, unpaid?) “
so after listening to a bit more “bitching” ...
ChRiS “ Ok what you going to do about it?”
Glenn “ what do you mean? Start a union?”
Paul “ ChRiS could we ?”
ChRiS “ well . Those 2 rich tories with big houses in the Essex countryside are likely to see starting a Union as a conflict, but we should at least take them to task about the lack of notice , and I can make a list of the important items too so we can make it worthwhile meeting them, it will have to be early as operations & phone calls start by 9 am... “
Paul “ If you go, ChRiS, I will ...”
Glenn “ Yeah , me too, count me in”
zyx> “thats good” . & “You three should do it...” (MURMURED SUPPORT)
ChRiS ... “ok Paul, Glenn, then agreed to meet at 07,45 in the corridor in between the general office and their office ,,,? ok? “
Paul & Glenn “ OK . ok”
SCENE
4. Climax In the directors office
ChRiS arrives about 7.30 am in the office checks his desk for any urgent messages,. None, so e walks to towards the Directors office and starts to feel a bit nervous.. but then thinks of the main items from Saturday's discussion to keep focus. Its about 7.45 when Allan walks through from the main office and sees ChRiS
Allan “ Hello & good morning ChRiS “ (Allan was usually the “good cop” of the 2 company owners.. had quite a good relationship with ChRiS, his co managing Director ; John was usually the “bad cop” ...he did the firing of staff, usually.. “what are you doing here?”
ChRiS “ WE want to have a meeting with you!”
Allan (with a smile) “ I dont see a “WE” I see only you, ChRiS ??? come into to the office. *.*SCENE ? ) please sit down, would you like a cup of Tea?” (they had their drinks cabinet and tea – making stuff in the corner of their office)
ChRiS (cursing his luck along with the absent Glenn & Paul...thinking he would prefer something stronger, adrenalin pumping through him) ...”Yes please, Allan” (as calmly as possible..) ..
Allan “ So what's going on? ...
ChRiS (getting angry. As he wasnt prepared for this ..decides ATTACK to be the best form of defence) starts launch a tirade of complaints beginning...
“ I wasted my saturday because you didn’t tell us about the cleaners ... and ....
and... “ (ChRiS was about half way though his “attack” ..when ...)
John ; “Good morning Allan, whats going on ? ChRiS ? “ (ChRiS always felt that Johns natural voice was menacing enough but this MONDAY morning he felt it hat targeted HIM )
ChRiS> (thinking “well I have started so I will finish, even if they finish (sack) me..) adds as many complaints as he could recall (ALL of them, (always had an excellent memory for the important stuff) .” So WE are upset, and angry about this lack of respect”
John .. (with a RARE smile) talks to Allan “this is what I was talking about” ... then to ChRiS
“we hear rumours, sometimes George tells us of a little problem , but we dont know what exactly is at the core of it or knowing really what the staff think is important to THEM ..so..”
Allan (talking to ChRiS like a friendly uncle ) “I will say from John and I , that we are PLEASED you came into us, we cant and wont agree with every complaint you made but as you have had the initiative to come here (alone, he says with a smile) we propose you to become a sort of Go between,, the co-ordinator of “ISIS staff association”. You may call it... how about that?”
ChRiS (now super confident his adrenalin now is a positive feeling in his heart & mind..”plays it cool” hard to get..he resisted bursting into laughter, but with a calm smile..replies “ hmmm maybe BUT , I am not simply going to be a messenger from you to them and vice versa,
I HAVE to have some authority, some leeway cooperation or comprise from you two, to decide what IS IMPORTANT enough to warrant a discussion, in both ways...?” ( its almost not a question but almost stated as a demand..)
Allan (looking over to John) “I think we can more or less agree that, John?”
John ; (the convincing dictator on his throne again) “Yes , agreed, its done with one caveat, ChRiS you will have to appoint an assistant , it would not be advisable for you to (seem to) be the one carrying all the responsibility, and if you are away, sick or whatever (!) one of you would , should be around to continue matters.. ok? “
ChRiS (thinking , well Paul or Glenn wont be much help but they are best of the rest i will probably anyway end up making any decisions myself so...) .. “YES, agreed..”
JOHN> “well then its gone 8 am , let’s all get back to our daily requirements shall we. Thanks ChRiS..
(who leaves their office and retirns to his desk..glances over at Glenn & Paul who look embarrassed and surprises them with a smile.. & a sort of shrug. Knowing that his life is never going to be anything other than adventure, and this virtual promotion is just a step in that direction..)
5... situ Resolved AND an education in society to learn how “the group” (“HERD”) thinks & reacts and on the other side ..the “few” bosses, authorities, government, owners, dictators ways of control & exploitation??
End of the beginning ?
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Part 2 “The kidnapping of little Noela”
this to be an unusual structure ..the poem is read out first..
Prequel (combined) poems...
MY Noela
( will be 24 years old on thursday 28 november.2025)..
.stolen from my life at age of 30 months by a selfish & perverted mother ..(margit streifeneder)
for Noela
as u disappeared ... behind those closing doors
my eyes felt sore, I could see only yours
in my arms, too brief
gone forever? stolen, who was the thief?
With our tears through a closing door
Its such a huge open sore,,,
in my arms for a minute
in my view for an hour
forever possessing my heart
that was my little girl
this day in the rain
i suppress the pain
to be with her again
before she leaves on a train
what does a woman know
how a father feels
denied his flesh and blood
wounds my soul and never heals
how can humanity survive
is anyone alive?
caring about the future years
has cost me more than five
losing time is bad enough
whilst time passes me by
her tears cut me in half
as we once again say good bye…..
through a closing door…
my little girl
we had shared such short time
too much pain
to explain in a rhyme
biking in the country
watching animals and birds
go shopping, eat ice cream
in years, it lasted until your third
who cares, in the world so cold,
its easy to insult this father, call him "old"
and what is this crime, a life is gone
was loving a daughter, ever wrong?
so the mother wins
and told lies and more
its hard not to be bitter
that thorn in my core
i miss you after another 14 years
I still can’t forget your tears
the last time
I held you in my arms
I thought about when you were a teen
so many years in between
who are you now?
my love is buried deep inside
and search for a place to hide
my own .................I love you
because i am always Dad
xxxxx its true
once upon a time
women were feminine
they cared about the world
warm and feline
now it’s about power
and who will win
they want a car
and deal in sin
once upon a time
a man was a man
kept his word
and carried responsibility, all that he can
now they are weak
and sad, and lost
women have choices
at many men’s cost
modern fee-males claim the kid
many men just donate and then are “got rid"
women; please; be carers, don’t lose the best
men, find your dignity and remember the rest
the INTRO scene French police station (Gendarmerie)
is at the Neuf Brissach Gendarmerie … as the chief of the local police station comes out with the friendly officer with a strange look on their faces.. (Translated from French)
NARRATIVE?
The Chief approaches Xared ..with style that only the french seem able to apply, a sort of sneer whilst looking at someone down their noses”..
Chief : “Mr. Xared … who is the father of Noela..?”
CLOSE SCENE
Narrative
we flash back to 3 years before outside the door of a “wohngemainschaft” (*WG) a sort of large house with individual apartments connected by a communal kitchen, diner & living/tv room which all may share ... (very common in Freiburg, situated in the Baden region close to Swiss Basel & French Alsace borders..
month old Baby Noela & mother Margitta are inside the room.. Xared has been caring for them both since Margitta (M) took 36 hrs to give birth, after 9 months of mayhem for Xared, < X> because M was erratic as a pregnant woman could ever be, constantly changing her mind, especially as to whether she wanted to stay with the (“intense eccentric A lien Kelt hero ”) Xared after the birth.. he had named the child whose 2nd name was after the Kelts season of November ,,,)
X..had shopped, cooked and cleaned the apartment and even after reading an “alternative book” (Freiburg was considered the European centre of “alternative” ) had already started with training, Noela was clean from birth using a potty, no stinking nappies.. he was also better at getting baby Noela to sleep, as this was his 4th Child ( option to give more detail & mention of other kids missing from his life?)
Scene (outside their (Ms?) apartment door...translated from german..
Narrative
X had decided he wouldn’t cook that evening (*brought back pizza ).. he had been involved in his (F&U) n.g.o. activities that day and had an early start with Noela when she woke up early that morning.. just as he was coming down the corridor, saw 2 young men about to knock on the door,,he recognised them as also being tenants .. (Freiburg was also a university town, and these were late 20s or early 30s “students” probably funded by “Daddy”) he called to them
X “ hy, Please dont knock , fellas (“jungers” in local slang) I think M and the baby are probably resting...”
J1 > (without greetings) “YES that's what we want to talk about ..we like this “WG” to be for young people students or Yuppies NOT babies ... “ #
J2 > “nor OLD men.,,,, “ (the 2nd added with a nazty sneer)
Narrative
( X hadnt met these 2 before, had seen them about, got the impression that they were children of “old school nazties” kids of rich families who never in a hurry to leave the UNI having a great time in this beautiful region, parties and , of course girls.. a while back would have been candidates for “Adolf’s youth movement”)
X. “ Well, I am Margitta’s partner.. and WE three live here (pointing at the door) legally so... “
J1> “ you must leave all of you, (as if a crowd) we don’t want your type here.. no babies or oldies” (X was in his forties) (J1 was jabbing his finger at X)
X (decided to laugh them off) “Sorry boys” (with a sarcastic grin) ..” M has a legal contract with the building owner, and there is NOTHING to say WE (including a baby) cant rent this apartment in THIS “WD” .. so run along and play with your toys, boys” (the last part in rich sarcastic english style) “our Pizza is getting cold”
J1 “ you haven’t heard the last of this” (as they realised X wasnt backing down, both turn and walk away..
(Talking to himself in a quiet voice as he carefully opened the apartment door,,,” I hope I have , from you too at least”)
Narrative
X decides not to recite the “incident” to M that evening and prefers to have a pizza with his partner with baby Noela at her breast..
the next morning He does recite the whole scene from the evening to M. She says nothing. But looks worried. And X says “look we have every right to be here, they are just 2 young bullies used getting their own way.. i wont let them bully us out of here..were in such a nice part of the old town..the rent is affordable.. and..” (X stops because he sees M is irritated and that isnt good for Noela either..so leaves it)
Next scene about a week later..
(X comes back from a demo, M had always praised his courage and leadership in organising protests, human rights, anti-nuke demos etc etc.. organising fun events too.. but lately had seemed disinterested
X put it down to having a new baby M wasn’t a “natural mother” the birth took 36 hrs because she was scared. And fought against the pain.. X had held her hand every minute, encouraged her, but this test after an pregnancy that almost drove him mad, had shown the “real Margitta” ..?)
Noela was asleep and M confronted him almost before he was inside the door..
M > “ you have to go , now“
X> (trying to keep his voice low, (annoyed also because he realise M had made sure he would not react strongly whilst Noela was asleep) “what????”
M > “I don’t have to explain ... My name is on the lease, i could phone the police to get you out, but I know you don’t care about them, you wont want Noela upset , will you > just GO”..
X (surprising himself with his calm..) went to the place where his 2 bags were.. a couple of t shirts and his trainers were on the floor (as he had not properly unpacked from when he moved in 2 months ago, having taken care of M, the month before Noela arrived, cooking for her, cleaning HER apartment and shopping as she needed to rest (she had finally said SHE wanted X to be her partner and raise a family with him..as she had said when they had moved in together and he had given up his own place after hearing her say “you are a good man, a GOOD FATHER, I want a child with you”) ... but this day HER bavarian accented words were in his head as he left HER room “ I do NOT NEED you any more” (it was noticeable how HER mentality /personality changed whether she spoke german or english..)
##different scene (near Celtville) a few days earlier
french bank manager (FBM) “ Monsieur Xared please come in, what can I do for you?”
X (thinking, wow this is an “old school” manager..he seems to mean that/.. ) “ I found an old house, a german owner in financial difficulties was repairing crashed / damaged cars in the bag garden parts all over the place..but its a large garden old Alsace style wood integrated into the wall.. I am not a builder but I believe in can clean it up, paint it & repair some items make a patio with stoned..and have a proper garden for my new family.. I need 110 percent loan..but that will be more than covered after I renovate (at “Celtville”)
FBM “ sounds positive do you have any security?”
X ..”Well the house itself,, I do have a fund abroad..which I will start to draw on soon..I am founder / manager of my own <F & U> n.g.o which is mostly charitable and independent so that is not an income..but I can supply details to you of my modest fund abroad which is to be a pension after i am 50) if necessary,
FBM “ No that wont be necessary, just give me details of the seller and we will prepare documents, you will also need a current account, so I will have all that done in the next days..I accept your proposal”
Narrative?
X (thinks, “wow! this is different ..all banks seem to becoming remote with decisions made by computer programmes etc, & this guy just gives me a positive answer.. IMMEDIATELY, BUT I wont tell M, yet though, just in case the german pulls out of the deal or any other complication, you never know..I will wait and surprise her” )
“mercie beaucoup monsieur”
< he gets the money, buys the house and spends 3 months cleaning up the land. Preparing the soil for a garden , makes a patio on the side of the house with stones from the woods nearby .he has painted his hosue throughout, it looks fresh and good.. he feels confident and comfortable at Celtville) plus...the neighbours seem to like him.. invite him for a drink and the local gendarme calls in and X makes him some Tea (X has become a drinker of all types of fruit and herbal teas since living in this “alternative” environment. X is comfortable speaking French as he was speaking german over the birder, the Rhine is just a couple of Kms away and the breisach bridge connects the 2 nations..is only 5 kms, he has a bike but could even walk to the other country in just over an hour.. the train from the german side station gets him onto Freiburg in about 30 minutes from there... “this is GOOD” as he plans to meet Margitta that day..the first proper meeting (with Noela) since she “kicked him out” (will her lawyer be there)?
Scene at Margitta office
Narrative?
..she is a partner in an environmental company (X remarks to himself that he had helped M re-organise her schedule so that she could still be involved as a partner in the firm (and after Noela was born) yes her lawyer was there, X knew him socially from ..
X “ hello lawyer” (almost ignoring M )
Lawyer” Hello Xared I got your email, and I understand you have a property...and your terms are acceptable as M wants to return to this office a.s.a p..
X “ yes, I know so we will have 50/50 shared custody and Noela will start to stay with me, one night, 2 nights etc etc until we are sharing custody of Noela equally. All decisions about her education etc must be discussed and agreed upon in writing. If at all, and we shall meet at the Breisach station for “change-over, we pay our own expenses and of course whatever expenses of Noela, food clothing etc are taken during our own custody period”
Lawyer “ agreed ? (looking to Margitta) “
M> “agreed”
scene change
Narrative
(X & M have shared custody...and even had a few polite meetings whereby they have been to the Freiburg swimming pool. Or gone to events or other places together.. for Noelas sake.. (in Seans pub?)
M even invited X to “sleep overs” sometimes.. X loves being with Noela, picking her up from the border station each time ..taking her on the back of his bike through the Alsace countryside to THIER home at Celtville.. planting seeds in the garden its wonderful for him to see the world fresh through her intelligent and curious eyes.. his little girl.. he wonders why this escaped him 3 times before...his adopted Sarah (is now a mum) his sad deceased son Adam. Schizophrenic through drugs unexplained death, (with an Irish wife and baby) and Leon, a PERMANENT possession of his previous GF.. because she was warned off by the government due to his local “activism” and his anti USA/UK media etc..
he takes a call from M at the house,, expecting to be on his way to pick up Noela at the station that day..( a Friday)
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Next scene
Narrative?
X on phone... at home in Celtville (a quiet house with its own generator, on the only street of a ville with only about 200 residents) although X had helped to organise a summer football tournament on the local pitch, won by his Team ( made up of players from the Irish pub Freiburg.. Irish, english & aussie ex pats )
X > “Hello ?”
M (you hear her) “ its me, look, you know I was planning to go away this weekend and normally bring her to Breisach station (usual meeting point) but yesterday Noela (now nearly 3 ) had a little accident diving in the children’s swimming pool, and is feeling a bit sickly, so, could you come here TODAY, stay over so that she can recover, you can use my computer (after all you know it better than me, having uploaded most of its software programmes for your media! <dig>) send your emails or whatever, the fridge & larder full so you can cook whatever you & Noela want and I will be back monday, ok?”
(by this time X was Ok with the usual arrangements on the bike to shop with Noela they would stop for an ice cream in Neuf Brissach (the french counterpart town on his side of the Rhine) and it was often 4 days with X and 3 days a week with M, who “enjoyed” her “single (mum?) status” ...)
X ... “Yeah ok, I will just tidy up things here bike over the bridge and take an afternoon train, be there well before dinner time (which for germans was always early evening) will you prepare something?>”
M “ok danke, bis dann...”
Narrative?
(X noticed her switch to german, they had agreed to use english when Noela was with EITHER of them because she would anyway pick up the local language from being in Freiburg too, X & M agreed that having 2 languages from birth would give her a great start in an every shrinking world.. and M, was an “english fan” (X was almost convinced that his accent and command of english was her original reason for hooking him, he remember telling her to “back off” when she first tried to kiss him when she was still living with german Thomas! ” ah, if only I had been wise to her ...but I wouldn’t have Noela, he thought to himself...)
That evening was polite and pleasant, X always focussed on Noela , who even at that age joined conversation, always with he questions which suited his policy “Always ask WHY?” ... M had cooked a decent meal for a change and explained that she would take the early train to Frankfurt then fly to London to have a “business related meeting” (something environmental) there , do some sight -seeing and fly back monday ..
M “but you can stay here the whole weekend”
(she resisted, for once , some remark about his old Alsace farmhouse at Celtville, as she was proud of the modern apartment in suburban Freiburg, she rented) X was in his 3rd year of credit but his fund was just about to kick in so he wasnt worried.. and loved “our home” (with Noela in the garden most days) M didn’t even see HER neighbours, ,... X had recently had a birthday party with about 30 people (15 different nationalities) with a grill on the party made from a large cows feeding thing, appointing 2 “sans papiers” Algerians he had been hiding from the germans as Grill commanders.. he had been down the coast to Strasbourg and had everything. Steaks, Burgers, Chicken, fish & prawns & spiced veggies , even the crew from his old “colleague” who became a rehab supervisor came, (“ but you know we cant/wont drink booze, Xared”, Frank said!)
X had stayed at her apartment a few times ...even in her bed but usually chose the couch,, M, seemingly as a “Danke” climbed on top of him as he was just about to enter the land of dreams.. “well?” X thought to himself “ I am not a saint... “ (he knew many of his african & other foreign friends & some ex pat guys at the Freiburg Irish pub secretly lusted after her, but they never understood the cost)
Saturday morning he awoke as M closed the apartment door on her way out,, got UP made some breakfast & prepared something for Noela, still sleeping then went to M’ s computer on a table in the corner of the living room...
then something strange happened as the MS screen appeared ..there was a sort of mini window with ...the words “Urgent” ..in the beginning of the message ...strange also because the software was different to the program he had installed on this computer when it was in her office and he had trained her how to manage her time in order to be in control of her calendar & plan her professional & private activities ...
the message was from “him” (the “business related HIM” ) ..
it read (X reads it out loud to himself as he is already getting a feeling of impending doom... a shock , like instinct, KNOWS something bad in this message, and also asks himself “should I be reading this?” )
HIM “ I hope you get this before you leave Freiburg, as my car is playing up .. I may not be able to be on time to meet you at Gatwick but you have my address , its not far from the airport, and my phone number if your flight is early. .... you are in my thoughts ...you....and...”
X would have stopped there, but this is not a “professional contact” and when he FEELS what is coming cant resist reading the remainder
HIM “ Noela.. ( X ... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!( X stands up knocks his tea cup over , swears then realised Noela is STILL sleeping just stares at the computer screen)???? ) ....will soon be in my life,, the way you describe her.. I want you and her to be mine, MY NEW FAMILY...in Spain , I am contracted to supervise a new building complex, an exclusive residence to be built on the coast, I get a generous salary, nice car, expenses and WE have a penthouse with swimming pool on the top..which is already being built, completion in a few months..
... I now you have a custody agreement, but OUR happiness comes before ...Xared? (he doesn’t actually know X or his name) as you explained to me, he is just a bum, pottering around his garden, charity do-gooder, activist, some sort of part-time “Robin Hood/Lone Ranger weirdo... ! We will have the best of everything, anyway isnt he about 10 years older than you?
Narrative?
(Noela wakes up, but instead of sitting and talking with her, as he usually would.. he sets her up in her chair with the breakfast he already prepared for her, she is MORE than capable of having breakfast without being spoon – fed)
X goes back to the mail..
HIM (after some more “detail” of the Spanish project , location and number & type of apartment facilities etc etc ... he goes on..) “ me and you.. we can experiment in bed... I know you said you wanted to find out how “soda-machism” is like with a new partner.. well I like to do any kinky stuff if you are up for it.. i will turn you ON, we can start THIS weekend..
X (in a RED MIST, not only because she plans to exclude him from the life of his ONLY child.. again. His mind flashes back to Sarah & Adam who were sexually assaulted by ONE of his first wife’s many “new pappas” result being that although she was Strong Sarah never really trusted men as a teenager and Adam became mentally sick & in with the wrong drug-taking crowd..& died an unexplained death in the same local hospital as Xs parents, 2nd wife & sister.. just after he himself became a father to Ben...) ... it all just added up..
he klicked the “reply” and called to Noela in the kitchen .. get your toys you want today, from the bedroom, Noela, we are going to “OUR house” today,,
Noela “OK i like ... “
X ...writing a reply by email ....
“ attention Rich Pervert ..
1. Noela will be staying with me
2. I may consider reporting Margitta to social services
3. you are both trying to break a binding contract
4. I love my little girl
5. She loves me, and OUR HOME!
End
with that X packs a bag with some of Noelas clothes & toys she has chosen, finds Ms Bike. And puts the bag on the bike and takes her by train & bike to Celtville..
next scene
Monday, afternoon, Noela & X at their happy Celtville home, the phone rings... its M...
M “ have you gone mad. Where is Noela, why did you take her back.. my weekend was terrible , my eetimg was cancelled so I had to pay for ... then she stops & says agaisn where..“
X (interupting) “Noela is fine,safe and happy HERE, in OUR home.. calm down and come tomorrow when she has her mid day sleep just after mid-day,, we can talk for a couple of hours while she sleeps/..
M “ but I want to come now..and I want to know why...”
X (again interupting M) “no, not now, face to face..but Margitta, tell me the truth and maybe this doesnt have to escalate.. Noela is happy and not sickly at all she is playing and you just come over here tomorrow,.!”
M “but...” (phone line cuts)
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next scene///
at the Celtville home of Xared & Noela. (..in the meantime the local gendarme had called in for a cuppa, and X had related his situation, “just to ask you what you think the local law will react if M take some action against me?” the gendarme was quietly confident in his reply “ you seem to be a good father from what I see, you and the mother are BOTH foreigners to us. So she will have to present her case HERE, and then its all in the hand of a judge.who may see it objectively..or not. I dont think we will go against you. But who knows. X thanked him for his honesty, as the Gendarme left with a friendl wave to Noela who waved back with a friench “adieu” X smiled..“
Tuesday scene
Noela is asleep upstairs in the house, X has a table & 2 chairs outside the front door on the “entrance side” of the house... none of the neighbour are around, no traffic , its quiet as Margitta arrives
M.. (immediately, no greeting ) “ I want to take Noela back with me now! NOW! The last word almost shouted in the time honoured germanic way of “ORDERING” )
X (quietly, but confidently) Hello Margitta, please remember Noela is asleep upstairs so keep calm.. please sit down ...
M (at first refuses, then because X just gives her THAT look, sits down & repeats “I want Noela , Now, you hear me?”
X “ can you be honest, for once , with me? Please dont lie because otherwise I will throw you off OUR property”
M “ what do you mean?”
X “ I know , I know you have been planning something, just admit it “
M “ nothing , you are mad! What ? “
X “ ok I will HELP you, (with sarcastic tone) you are planning to go away, maybe to Spain” (cant help thinking she must have realised what I know?) “
M “ (with a nervous laugh) “oh THAT? Yeah yeah, invited to go on a holiday to the Spanish coast by that business consultant , sure that I mentioned that to you?
X “ NO you didnt ... and you are lying..again”
M.. no I am not , now give me Noela...NOW!
X “ NO, I read THE email from HIM, I know you are planning to Steal Noela from my life and go to that Spanish VIP bullshyte deal. permanently with him, as you always got impressed by that sort of a-hole, who also dont care that you are breaking our contract and hurting US BOTH... feck off..!
M (with this M who had lit a cigarette when her hands started to shake, presses the LIGHTED ciggie into Xs shoulder, he doesnt even feel a thing, his own adrenalin level is on high.. ) “utters German expletives” as
(X picks up her bag with goodness knows what inside, and tosses it about 50 metres down the village road ) and says “ now Follow your bag, BAG!” ( looks down at his shirt and notices a hole in the shoulder area, curiously ...)
... alot of angry, aggressive and abusive emails follow that & the next days from M to X .. threats of all kinds, and one day X catches M trying to get over the side fence as Noela was in the back garden, she runs off, the gendarme visits , he understands and cannot disagree with X on any aspect, he has told M via email that she may visit (by arrangement) Noela but that , for the forseeable Noela needs to be protected AT OUR HOME IN CELTVILLE .. and continues to take her on the bike, in the country side or for shopping or ice cream in Neuf Brissach, keeping things as “normal” as possible ... but X IS CONCERNED how Noela will later react , she has only been away from her mother for a maximum of 4 days at a time.. so after a couple of days asks her “do you want to call mum?,, any time ” after one week Noela says “call mum” and he connects her for Noela to tell M all the things she does with her dad (X thinks , to himself “ Noela never said she misses M, and only talks about what we do, that wont help Ms mood,, nor the attitude of Ms “nazty parents” who are surely invoved by now...
Noela and X often go into the woods , Noela likes to pick wild flowers for the bedroom whilst X uses a trolly to pick up dry wood off the ground, as they have a big oven in the kitchen that also pipes heat around the house in the cold months, weather is moderate in this region, so a large energy supply is not required and X bought a generator for only 300 Euros which he only uses when absolutely necessary.. his n.g.o teached “eco-logistics” to students in Freiburg (Pre Noela, Pre Margitta) so he remains true to his beliefs.
Next scene
( In the woods adjacent to the house, there is a path that takes them on a rectangular course through the woods and back to the village road nexr the house.. they can walk the circuit in about an hour and have made it a regular morning routine... !)
about 2 weeks after the controntation with M..
Noela was walking slowly about 2 metres in front of Xared,,, she looking for wild flowers and X ocassionally going off the path to pick up dry wood...fallen branches etc...
THEN....
This HUGE man. Comes SUDDENLY from behind a large Tree surrounded by Bush & “rugby tackles” X... who was half bending over the trolly and caught completely by surprise...
The Man is twice the size and weight of Xared...is on top of X with his full weight pinning X underneath, who strangely noticed that a finger on his left hand is broken.. then snaps back to the MOMENT ,, NOELA>>??
X cant see amything past this HUGE ugly brute ..but can sense M ..is taKING HER????? NOOOOO!
All of this is in a split second looking away from his left hand notices the handle of the axe is on the ground near to his right...
SOMEHOW wriggles free and grabbing the handle smacks it across the back of the BRUTE!!!!
the BRUTE looks shocked that relatively small X managed to hurt him. .. stands up !
X (to BRUTE in a voice that comes out of HELL)
“you are stealing my Noela? Get out of my way or i WILL kill you! “
Brute turns and runs ...there is a Car parked at the end of the path and M is getting into the back seat CARRYING NOELA
BRUTE “ Los Fahren” (drive in a BAVARIAN accent to the driver who couldn't look more german if he tried )
X was wearing shorts & “flip-flops” as he often did in good weather around the house, garden or when collecting from the woods with Noela, kicks them off and runs but he is 10 metres or so behind the BRUTE and just catches a glimpse of a MUENCHEN (bavarian) number plate of the car as it drives off direction of the Rhine bridge... his heart sinks...
X (thinks, he has no car ) and “THEY will be across the bridge onto german territory within 5 minutes in that car, how will Noela react? Will I EVER see HER again?.. NOT again... “ rides his bike to the gendarmerie (Neuf Brissach) and asks for the “friendly gendarme” despite his mind in a mess, his heart pounding his french is still good enough to convey the AMBUSH to the Gendarme (G) ...
G “I dont know what you can do right now, but I suggest you dont go directly to Freiburg, we often co-operate with the Freiburg police over criminal matters but I can ask my station Chief to check on anything they know.”
X sits in the gendarmerie for several hours even accepting a smoke from a passing stranger who sees his state odf stress..
The friendly gendarme eventually comes to talk wiith him but with the Chief who asks directly to X (see scene 1)
Chief “ Who is the father” ?
X, me of course ..why do you ask this of me?
Chief “Parce que” and to the friendly gendarme , “you explain it to him..gently “
G > well you were at a clinic in Freiburg for the birt booked by the mother yes? About 3 years ago? Yes?
X yes why?
G> the Mother registered the birth.. yes, you were not at the registry? No?
X No it was logical as it was local registry , for deaths marriages and births I think, she said she would do it.. as soon as she returned to work as it was on the way ..as she was a local resident ( I was too ) but I never ...
G> NO Xared ,, you never... and she never (I think EVER wanted you in her future..she wanted a baby like an accessory? and a rich man to buy her things ? Nest pas? Thats my guess my friend... he suis desole...
#END? … of family life,
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: part 3 .*HIT
... Concept
“the play that ends in a HIT?” ...
(Anto😉 ) The lights on stage can flicker and create the half light. 2. Actor can trip over the bag and then give the laundry line. - Just trying to give you that idea of we don’t have to tell the audience everything, especially if we can show them! (Hope that makes sense)
The inadequate lighting flickered in the half light of his room, that had no room,,, reflecting that even if allowed to have a cat he would not have ROOM to swing it...as he tripped over his laundry bag..("must take to laundry today, if only so I wont trip up on it") why would he need larger accommodation,,, after all he returned here 6 months ago with only the clothes on his back, an overnight bag and nothing in his pockets >
Narrative interjected …A young man asked me the other day, “how come you have over 1000 stories “
I replied “ well as an adult I have had over 20,000 days on this planet , so I wonder what I did with the rest of them …!” *the lad looked shocked…!
“ my life is all about so many “MOMENTS” i could write 1000s and I am not sure I agree that “decisions are the ULTI(MATE expression of Existence” ? ..APPLICATION *of those decisions may be more true *for me?!
MY Best story seen or read? , under pressure ; I went for an early favourite ; the Original “MAGNIFICENT 7 “ I first saw as a kid & just enjoyed that “ChRiS” was the leader & “Hero” against the “Bad guys”
it was only later on when watched it as adult I grasped the significance of the “ordinary people” (*not the Heroes alone) solving the problems of society... and that’s STILL the global weakness ,,
personal comment ; even more so now with “Ai” ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YpHrEkwZUVc ) (Yul Brynner as “ChRiS”) my comment on the Frank story of CK was “we always have a choice, you can go somewhere else to change your life”
* why? “
* I am in a small room, why cant i sleep ...noisy neighbours /thin walls “
* The neighbour dont care , dont understand or dont WANT to understand my problem>?
* I ask, I call, request & he replies with abuse,,,
* I go to his door, even in a good mood, (We won the derby) ask his to talk,, (only get abused by him & his friend)
* He wont move hos room, after I HIT him, i am reluctantly moved
3 or 4 scenes ?
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(pac man)
PM at SOCK 17 May
Constructing . 40 minutes? Part narrative/part dialogue ( presented with Anto after)
A ..<Had been a NOMAD for so many reasons, adventures decisions or changes forced upon him, packed his bags so many times, but had lost everything from his last “home” ..that word “home” significant ... locked out or robbed has meant that any location that was more than “Transient” was his to defend..??>>
In a small room (hardly room to “swing a cat” (no pets allowed here anyway) sharing it ...! with a stranger , in a 5 level building... these are NO “apart-ments” these are just “rooms” with NOT MUCH ROOM, and wafer thin walls..
Despite the convenience of virtual charity compared to modern CITY rental prices these is an undercurrent of TENSION for most of the occupants who HOPE for something much MUCH better...
HE (A) accepts this situation due to the robbery of his house abroad, the year before last WHICH cleaned him out ..< Literally. He came back last year with NOTHING, but an overnight bag.>
Yes the walls are thin , <dont actually reach the roof (ceiling) >, , but FAR TOO MANY times he hears HIM (B) ... (A) is a light sleeper due to history ****
A> “ Hello there < in a soft friendly voice> is there any thing you can do to help me, I am a light sleeper I hear you come back OR go out
(thinks “ I never see who it is during the day, maybe he is a night-shift worker? ...<and that alarm tone so loud and repeated its banal tune over & over before he turns it off >“
at 4 o-clock in the morning... and after I am awake, I cant get back to sleeep, so I am getting just a few hours sleep every night ..which ruins my day ,,,EVERY day! “
“
( IN BROKEN ENGLISH ) B> “ “NOT MY problem, should I care , I have to work, get money, go F*** yourself...”
A> “LOOK! <voice now a bit agitated> Try to UNDERSTAND that this is a COMMUNITY ..respect each other ...is IMPORTANT, maybe this is not “costing” but let us make the best of it..”
B> you are a <stupid?> OLD MAN , you do not work, I work ..end of this
A> <who is a writer & volunteers for an n.g.o.> “ NO <now angry> not the END of anything.. I am ASKING you to be REASONABLE, do YOU GET me? “
B> “ I DONT get YOU, go away, NOT MY problem , you M*****F***** “
A then leaves it, and although he considers talking to the Landlord/Building manager A does not like to confer with “the authorities “ he is a sort of <Rebel> anti-establishment quasi “anarchist”..
so the next scene
we see of A ..is in the local pub, <“here ...in the pub... rival fans cheer & jeer when his champions-elect go 0-1 down early on, there is only 2 others in the whole pub supporting “The REdS” ... but he is defiant and his TEAM to... go into overdrive and finsh winners almost clinching a lead for the title,,the pub manager seems none too happy changes the TV channel and doesnt let A celebrate , but A is happy....> celebrating his football TEAM winning the BIG “derby match” and in prime position to be Champions this season... ,,thinks to himself “ I AM in such a good MOOD , IF the neighbour is there when I get back there I will ask <the B-hole> again (nicely) < because that fecking stupid alarm of B went off 10 times this morning> “
< ... see “Home” reference from earlier ..”Visualize” ??? >
THE Door at (B) is slightly open, <which sort of encourages A to call inside> whilst knocking on the door...
B> “ WHO is there” <already aggressive>
A> “ its ME, (with a smile <having read somewhere that if you smile it also positively affects your tione> and in a friendly voice ; ) Could YOU come OUTSIDE <to talk> ?? “
B> “ NO I am busy ..now F**K OFF!
A> Slightly angrier now, “LOOK, I dont WANT to involve anyone ELSE, cant we TALK?”
2 VOICES <now responds with obvious imsults in a foreign tongue & some broken emglish... threatening..,,
A> “LOOK, I have had ENOUGH <of you> “ HE pushes the door fully open (WITH a sort of BANG> < the door slams inwards against “something” > and receives stream of abuse with “I F**K your mother” & “ I KILL YOU”
A goes back to his own room. To calm down and hears MORE abuse shouted through the wall from the next room..
THEN at HIS door , <just metres away from the neighbours> hears MORE abuse voices and now B/ BANGING on HIS door...
<he loses it, all thinking, reasoning and a mixture of fear & anger > IN ONE MOVEMENT OPENS the door with his LEFT hand & PUNCHES <the first MAN> in the face!
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NOW considering the potential venue and “casual atmosphere” you mentioned this MIGHT be aired at, with “audience involvement” I propose to stop and the actors ASK the AUDIENCE which of the following “ENDINGS” they prefer... (which are then performed , one after the other)
1. GUARDA have been called , A HIT the building security agent, and is IN his own private room .. ITS CALLED A “CELL” ...(thinking “well at least i dont have noisy neighbours?)
2. Building security visit A later that night.. (against house rules) and the next day the Manager wants to have him EVICTED, but A responds with “AH BUT I have the DIRT of you” and is moved to a SOLO room in a quieter part of the building...< BUT (new scene ) is deep asleep in the new room..when awoken by...? ..;) >
3. Guarda called, a “cheeky” and annoying young agent bangs on the door & A wants to hit HIM (in his mind) but stays calm sitting on the bed saying “ I dont want to comment to you, I will talk to building management about this situation tomorrow, now I want to sleep.. <!!>” BUT the agent wotn let him sleep and INSIST that A states his name & D.O.B “thats the law” A refuses but is now so exhausted, realising the agent wont leave gives his name / D.O.B ...
48 hrs later A is assassinated in an side street near the building... no one knows who but suspected to be by mercenaries, allegedly employed by either MI6, C1A or Mossad ....***
4. He hit the “other neighbour” but B comes to him the next day ... “Salam Ailekum” ...”keyfe haluke” “ I did NOT know it was You , my brother , my room mate accepts your “punishment” we DO have utmost respect for you, & PLEASE ..now be our LEADER here, show us how we may continue Jihad>”?
(Or is deported..back to ....? “stateless”)
5. The whole floor get involved, there is confusion and “handbags” (lots of soft punches thrown before it all calms down... ) the security & Guard come but no one talks to them , there is CCTV but difficult to see clearly in dark who did what,.. and a lady says to A during lunch time in the communal canteen... I have to tell you, that the neighbour he works as auxiliary assistant at Mater hospital, he has to often work double shift and just found that all his family were wiped out in Gaza.. when you slammed his door a family picure got broken... A makes peace with B... with condolences , repairs his picture frame...
... this may just be a link to a series of stories for the “whole thing” ..W I P ; title ;
“I am NOT from HERE ...the REFUGATIVE”
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