My Terrifying Story about Cyclone Tracy
by Julia Memis
When I was 7 years old, I asked my mother why whenever I visited my Grandma, my Grandfather was never there. All she replied was, "I'll tell you later, sweetie."
When I was 8 years old, I asked again. My mother just replied "No sweetie, wait another year." When I was 9 I never asked.
When I was 10, I asked again. My mother finally answered, "Well, your old enough to know now. In 1974 a cyclone hit Darwin and your grandfather was involved. He passed away. Everyone has moved on now, so don't mention it to anyone."
After I heard that, I had wished I never asked!
That taught me somehow, sometimes to not know something is for the best.
Thanks for reading, Julia.