Scream if you need to – it might be one of the only things that makes sense in lockdown | Saman Shad
When I was a teenager, I would shriek at the ocean to feel better when things became too much. It was helpful then, and for some it might be now
Back when I was in year 10 and everything felt like too much, I would grab a couple of friends and we would head over to the cliffs surrounding Coogee beach and scream. We would face the ocean, open our mouths and shriek at the waves, which thundered in response before crashing on the rocks at the bottom of the cliffs.
I’m not sure whose idea it was to do the screaming. Likely it was not my friend who worked at the bakery in the heart of Coogee – she was behind the counter of the family shop from the moment she could do basic maths. Nor was it my other friend who is now living as a monk in a monastery in Taiwan, having got rid of her earthly possessions many years ago and leaving our shores to fulfil her calling. Most likely the person instigating the screaming was me. Angst-ridden and feeling the heaviness of being 15 to my very core. I had arrived in Australia only a few years earlier and still hadn’t made sense of my new home.
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