Creative: Using something of Patrick White’s style of writing describe a totally ordinary person in such a way that you reveal their inner humanity, totally different from what their exterior appearance might suggest.
Wake up! The alarm sounds like a sledgehammer connecting through a brick veneer wall.
Must be 7:00 am. The usual five hours sleep if his lucky. His got to get them ready and take them to school. Shower, brush teeth, get changed, get them there early or you’ll be late…
and then get bus to station…
8:22am now, train into Wynyard ETA 8:46am.
Short walk, in office by 8:58am.
“A snail moves quicker than this clock”.
5:00pm finally, at worst on a bad day 5:05pm.
Administrative office job for a finance company, occupation now completed for the day.
Wynyard to home, train leaves at 5:12pm.
Monday – Friday same schedule every week… fifty-two weeks a year.
Ryan Day was just your “Average Joe”, no more extraordinary then most of the men or women that sat next to him on that train on any given day. Strangled and suffocated by his 9 to 5 job that only provided him with entrapment… maybe I’m not telling the whole truth, it provided him with money too. That always helps!
His just another blank face on that train, stuck in his own psychological labyrinth… no one ever wants to talk about it, talk to a random person on the train, who would?
Like the rest of them he has no desire to interact. His immersed in that twenty first century smart phone, earphones in for those twenty-four minutes… an opportune time to just to forget that world.
As critical and condescending as it may sound, he was nothing ‘special’, unfortunately the world would go on without him. For if you walked onto that train, used your eyes as if they were magnified glasses and stared purposefully into his sea blue eyes, that is what you’d find. It is your generalised and stereotypical perspective that would categorise him in one single word… “Ordinary”.
I’ve utilised a pessimistic tone more then I probably should’ve, but I needed to set the scene. My mum taught me that saying from my earliest years in childhood, “Don’t judge a book by its cover”. Ryan Day will always be ordinary to you and me, but to the people that know him, by boy he is everything but ordinary.
He doesn’t work 9-5 to be ordinary, it’s his obligations that permit him from doing anymore. He leaves on time to get home on time, the babysitter needs to leave by 6pm. Dinner needs to be cooked, school work needs to be started and finished, dishes washed, clothes washed, ironing, garbage, kitchen cleaned, lunches ready for tomorrow… Am I boring you yet?
Ryan Day is 22, his parents passed away in a car crash last year. He has one brother Darius (13) and one sister Skylar (11). Cousins and grandparents live overseas, there are no family members to help. Bills still need to be paid and life most go on…
There is no time to feel sorry for adversities you and I cannot fathom. He did not choose this life, but selflessly he takes upon the responsibility to give his siblings the best opportunities he can.
He did not choose ordinary. Ordinary chose him. Though, extraordinary is truly what symbolises who Ryan Day is.
Don’t ever forget… there is always a story behind that blank face on the train which travels to an expiring destination.