Once a month Paula gives us 5 words to do with as we like – one photo or many. This month the words are: slivered, converted, ovine, traversed and muted.
© irene Waters 2018
Not a sliver of wood is to be seen on the muted hillside of Mt Tavurvur although if you look closely you will see people dotted over its side as they traverse, ovine in fashion, the hillside that converted Rabaul from the jewel of the South Pacific to a ghost town when it erupted, along with Mt Vulcan, in 1994. (Papua New Guinea)
© irene waters 2018
Knives with blades so sharp are expertly wielded by children, as young as five, as they slice thin wood veneers even finer, converting the slivers from plank to matchstick.
© irene waters 2018
Ovine traversing a hillside that over time converted from sea bed to mountainside.
© irene waters 2018
In a library everything is muted – colour, sound, actions, lighting.
In response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
nice take on the prompt Irene, I like your mix of story and photos!
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The weary expression of the little girl wielding the knife as she slices veneer is heartbreaking. This says everything about child labor.
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I couldn’t agree with you more Sharon. That little girl unnerved me as you could feel the resentment in her look. She was the only one but it was there.
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You nailed it again. I love your choice of a library for muted, Irene. It’s so clever and true :D. When I came up with “ovine” for this challenge I had no idea that I will get so many lovely sheep. 🙂 🙂 Thank you, darling.
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Thanks Paula. Glad you liked the library. I thought it fitted muted perfectly.
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