by Charles Irwin
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GENRE: Memoir (Autobiography)
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Having
survived quite a few birthdays and had some interesting experiences, I wrote
them down. That's how "My Wonderful Wobbly Life" was conceived. It
was nearly born in 2004, but decided to hang on until 2018 to become 'Born
again' Alleluia!!!!
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Excerpt:
“When they told my mother her little Bobby had brain damage
and was a cripple, can you imagine how she felt? According to her, devastated!
The way home from the hospital led to one of London’s
bridges across the River Thames. She
stopped halfway across with the intention of SPLASH!!! End of story for both of
us. She hesitated. The thought of a man crippled by polio, who had succeeded
despite his disability and become President of America, came into her mind. She
walked on thinking, if F.D. Roosevelt can succeed, so can my Bobby!
When my father arrived home that afternoon my mother was on
her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor, filling the bucket with her
tears.
“What’s the matter Peg?”
“Oh Bert! our little Bobby’s a CRIPPLE!”
“Well Peg, even if he is, there is one thing we are not
going to do. We are not going to be ashamed and hide him away. He will come
everywhere with us.”
He was as good as his word. I went everywhere with them when
I was young and have fantastic memories of fun times. One of my favourites was
being at a dance hall, possibly the Wimbledon Palais de Dance. I could not have
been older than three or four, but I distinctly remember my father dancing around
the dance-floor with me standing on his feet. It made me feel so proud and
grown-up and I was then content to sit and watch for the rest of the
evening. He was a real Yorkshireman,
proud of me, his son. “
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Charles
was born in London U.K. in 1932. During his birth the forceps slipped,
resulting in brain damage to the motor control nerves of his right side and
causing total body spasticity. However, his intellect was not damaged.
Throughout his life the two adversaries, controllable brain and
semi-controllable body, always needed to be balanced. After several years of
work and study he became a Chartered Production Engineer. In 1971 he emigrated
to Australia and became a senior examiner in the Australian Patent office. This
autobiography illustrates the rhyme: “He started to sing as he tackled the
thing, That couldn’t be done - but he DID IT!” Charles chronicles his journey
from useless to useful, with humour and joie de vie. He pays tribute to friends
who only gave him help when it was asked for. At a young age he recognized his
psychic abilities and, by using lessons at the end of each chapter, shares some
insights with readers
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