The Little Sparrow
By Toni Calman
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Picture a little sparrow, pecking up crumbs in a courtyard on a winter's day. Look closely--cats surround her, waiting to pounce. The sparrow is small, meek and vulnerable. She lives under the heavy cloud of threat and danger.
What would it take for this fragile bird to rise up, to out-fly the dangers that surround her, and trans
Toni Calman
Toni Calman lives in Melbourne, has 6 children and 32 grandchildren and great grandchildren. She has moved around many times over the years, including 9 years in Newcastle in the 70's. She has worked at a variety of employment including office work, factory hand, women's refuge worker and lastly as a cleaner for 16 years. After which she retired due to a lung condition. She now devotes her time to her family, her local church Lifehouse and her friends. This is her first book
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The Little Sparrow - Toni Calman
The Chapters
The First Nest
The First Cat Pounces
Growing Up
Broken Wings
A New Beginning
More Storms to Weather
Starting Over
Who Am I?
A New Relationship
The Last Straw
Stretching My Wings to Shelter Others
Flying Solo
My Soul Mate
Finding Faith
Fallen from Flight
From Sparrow to Eagle
The First Nest
The birds nest beside the streams and sing among the branches of the trees.
Psalm 104:12
I grew up in Brunswick, a suburb of Melbourne, in a three-bedroom house with my mother and father. At first Dad didn’t have much to do with me, until I began to say ‘Dad’. My mother said that from that point on I could do no wrong in my father’s eyes. He and I were very close and spent time playing games, talking, laughing and going out. He would take me everywhere with him and I have strong memories of walking down the street holding hands, feeling so proud to be with him that I might burst. This vision of walking with my father is one of the strongest and happiest memories I have from my childhood.
Dad was a carpenter and did a lot of building at home. We had two sheds in our backyard. One for junk and the other was his workshop, with a loo attached. Back in those days it was common to have the loo outside. I loved to ‘help’ Dad, sitting up on his workbench. He always smelt of wood, and still to this day I love the smell of freshly sawn wood as it reminds me of him. Dad built three houses over the years but had sold them by the time I was born, and the house we lived in was his childhood home.
One time I smashed up some chalk and mixed it with water to look like a bottle of milk. I gave it to Dad to drink but I got scared it might make him sick, so I told him just as he was about to drink it. He laughed and chased me up the side of the house, pretending to be angry.
My mother went out a lot on weekends, on mud scrambles on her motorbike. This left a lot of time for Dad and I to be together. I am grateful to have these memories of him, they have always stayed with me, even though he passed away over 60 years ago.
When I was six and a half my Dad died. My whole world changed forever that day. I never got to say goodbye to my Dad, or to attend his funeral. In those days, children weren’t encouraged to talk about their feelings during times of loss, so no one ever spoke to me about my father. Even my mother never spoke of him until many years later. To me it was like he was there one day and gone the next. He was everything to me and when he died there was a huge gap that no-one else could ever fill.
I was sent to my Aunt Nancy’s place to stay for a month while my mother recovered. My Aunt had four children, three girls and a boy who were close in age to me, only eight years between the five of us. I got on well with my cousins and we had lots of fun together going off on our own to explore the things around us. One day we were walking through the local quarry and suddenly I slipped into a mud hole. It felt like quick-sand and I was really scared, but my cousin Phil, who was a year younger than me, pulled me out. I think we were about nine and ten at the time.
The First Cat Pounces
He has hidden like a bear or a lion, waiting to attack me.
Lamentations 3:10
I slept in the lounge room while I stayed at Aunt Nancy’s. One night Aunt Nancy’s husband, Uncle Ken, came into the lounge room after everyone had gone to bed. He molested me. I was so frightened I couldn’t speak. I felt that what was happening was wrong but I was so shocked I just lay there. What he was asking me to do didn’t make sense to me, and I didn’t know how to get out of the situation, so I just did what he wanted, even though I didn’t want to.
My Aunt must have woken up because she called out to him to come to bed. Then she came into the dark lounge room and asked him what he was doing. He said he was just saying goodnight. They both went to bed. At the time I was too young to understand what had happened, but I felt bad and ashamed and dirty and didn’t understand why. I never told anyone about it.
From then on