Wherever you are, there is always a giraffe
By Esther Ottaway
Published 19 October 2023
Wherever you are, there is always a giraffe
after Judy Johnson
Cool as a whale
Mrs Haydon is stepping backwards through water
patient with this small giraffe
who has failed at every sport
all neck and skittery hooves,
large-eyed, patterned with shame.
The giraffe goes down, commanding her eyes
to snap open, kicking the way she has been taught
trying to blow the textbook bubbles
one two three and turn her fine neck
to gasp, so loudly it hurts her ears,
the air that saves her life
for another moment. Again
with fight-or-flight desperation, again
with Mrs Haydon’s voice playing in her head
straight legs, lift your tummy
and her own voice too, screaming at herself to do it, do it
until her legs burn, her nostrils choke,
the certificate floats farther away than Africa
and she knows she will die here, now,
her ears awash with plughole terror
and a fury of incompetence
pounding in her head like a hoofbeat.
Wherever I am, there is always a giraffe,
asking if it’s worse to drown, or fail.
Grade 9 and 10 students in Assistant Principal Mr. Steven Figg’s elective Creative Writing class explored activities from the Cabinet of Lost and Found learning resource. They completed the core activity of a poem inspired by a talismanic object and crafted several other poems. Students showcased their writing and presented it to a public audience in late May.