tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69166711555756326532024-02-08T05:02:24.235+01:00Deep inside the forestHalvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-15579281629789815512017-07-02T16:03:00.001+02:002017-07-02T16:04:25.794+02:00The waiting room<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Someone sat and looked ahead with a blank, serious look. Someone had their face turned down in an old magazine. A child sat on the lap of his mother and cried. The mother rocked him and looked into the air with the same empty, serious look. An old man was coughing repeatedly into his arm.</div>
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The walls were white and sterile. In one corner there was a small, untouched box with toys. On a small table a pile of more magazines. I found one that had gossip about celebrities. It was the only time in life where I could read such a magazine with good consciousness.</div>
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So, at last I had made the step. I got the appointment with a doctor to take a check. I browsed the magazine. One celebrity had changed his sex. Someone else had changed a spouse. I was getting older. I could feel it. The body was kind of different. It was more worn here and there. And just where I was going to be investigated, I felt it was something special wrong. I felt it was more painful every day. And it seemed that the pain spread outwards. Down through my left leg, up through my left shoulder and out to the fingertips. Was this how it was gonna end? One celebrity had invited the magazine to his home. It was images of the celebrity and his family in all imaginative angles and positions. A woman in a white coat came into the room and shouted a name. It was not my name. The mother and child got up. The grown ups shook hands seriously and went away. An old woman came in and sat down in the vacant chair. Then turned a blank look into the air. I looked at my clock. It had passed the time of my appointment. What had happened? Had they forgotten me? Was the time of the appointment wrong? Should I sit here until there was nothing left of me? Like there, I was sure a new patient was called up, even though he came in after me. The whole thing, the patients coming in and out of the room, it was like a pulsating, thick organism. It breathed heavily. In and out. In and out. And here I sat, motionless, with a magazine about celebrities between my hands, and no one noticed me. Maybe I was not there. Perhaps I did not exist in this world. Perhaps I was a kind of nothing that just observed this organism of patients and white coats.</div>
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Suddenly a young woman with a white coat came into the room. She had a reviewing look. She shouted a name. And the name was mine.</div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-74761220443113100232017-04-22T22:34:00.000+02:002017-04-22T22:35:34.458+02:00Sun embrace<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I put the vertebra in place, one by one. Managed to crawl out of the couch. The evening sun tried to blow itself into the living room. I put my hand up to shadow my face and went into the kitchen.<br />
She stood at the kitchen sink. Holding a plate.<br />
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-I don`t know, she said. -I guess I`m very tired.<br />
-I guess we both are, I said.<br />
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The evening sun cut through the window. Made some deep shadows along the wall. I laid on the couch and watched the news on the telly. Some bombs exploded somewhere. Some children leaped through dusty streets and screamed.<br />
I heard a pair of heavy footsteps up the stairs. My wife had put our son to bed. She went to the dinner table. The sound of plates, forks and knives which were collected together.<br />
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I noticed that my wife stood there, looking at me. Her face told me that something disturbing was going to happen.<br />
-You could have helped me more with the housework, she said.<br />
I turned around. -But I`m tired, I said.<br />
-Well, so am I, she replied.<br />
She went over and turned off the television. The weatherman was interrupted in the middle of the words "long-term forecasts". She turned towards me.<br />
-Why are you so late at work all the time, she asked?<br />
-But I´ve told you. I got so many things to do, I said.<br />
-Are you sure about this? Is there something else?<br />
-Hm? Like what?<br />
I laid on my back on the couch and felt completely defenceless. Unable to defend myself, if there was an attack. And it came.<br />
-Is there someone else?<br />
-Someone else?<br />
-Do you see another woman, being so much away from home?<br />
-What? Are you joking?<br />
-No, I don´t joke about a thing like that.<br />
She stood with her hands on her hips. She stared at me, laying there. Her eyes searched for something to penetrate.<br />
I sighed heavily.<br />
-Why would I? What is it that gives you such an idea?<br />
She looked at me for a long time with a fixed gaze. Then suddenly she turned off and looked away. Breathed out. It came just as surprisingly as that attack. And it made me sink inside the couch.<br />
-I don`t know, she said. -I´m just so tired at the moment. I feel very vulnerable. Maybe I just imagine things. I see so little of you. And you seem so distant sometimes. But I could really need more help with the housework.<br />
I laid exhausted on the couch and looked up at her. She had a more calm, thinking glance. Then she went away to the kitchen.<br />
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-As usual, I said.</div>
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-Actually you never ask me how I feel.</div>
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I worked myself out of the office and out of work. I looked up. Blue. Spring afternoon.<br />
-So, you`re cycling today as well?<br />
I turned around. The colleague who came out of the door was smiling at me.<br />
-Yes, it must be nice to cycle today, he said.<br />
-Yes, today it`s fine, I said and smiled back to him.<br />
I climbed on to the bike and rolled down towards the shop. I thought I should buy some food that was missing at home. The spring air was playing around my face.<br />
A beggar was standing by the door to the store. I could not avoid his glance. -I don`t have any cash, I said and put up a smiling excuse. He just looked at me.<br />
The store inside was sterile, angular and cold. It was not the place I went because I wanted to. But because I had to. Some sterile customers searched with their eyes after food. I opened the door to a big cooler and found some milk. And some mackerel in tomato sauce on tube. And some cheese. Behind me I found a cluster of bananas.<br />
The shop man behind the cash register said a sterile "hello", when it beeped against the goods. "Do you want a plastic bag"? "No thanks". "Do you want your receipt, then?" "No thanks", I replied and gave him a sterile smile.<br />
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-57109226386325526552016-09-11T13:45:00.000+02:002016-09-15T14:42:06.102+02:00Outside the client<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I could feel small rays of heat from the spring sun out there. Birds singing. I believed that was the sound I heard. I wrote a bit more on my computer while she spoke.<br />
I stood up. -I will examine your case some more, then I`ll come back to you a little later, I said.<br />
She stood up and shook my hand.<br />
I opened the door of the meeting room and showed her the way out. I went back to my office and plugged my computer.<br />
-How did it go, the second boss asked me at the door.<br />
-Good, I said.<br />
-Can you deliver a report to me before you finish today?<br />
I nodded. He pounded two fingers twice on the door frame, turned and went away.<br />
I looked at the document. "Quite a lot of trouble" I read. "Difficulty at home". "Economy".... Damn! I stared at the document. I had forgotten to write her name and number! I looked around me. The woman was gone. The second boss sat inside his own office, busy with new cases. I guessed. I started at the document. Then I saved it in a folder that I surnamed "difficult cases".</div>
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-I got a client who need someone to talk to, a second boss said to me. He stood in the doorway and leaned one hand on the door frame.</div>
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-A client, I asked, and turned away from the computer.</div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-Look, he whispered
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behind some bushes and peered down the house at the forest edge. The house was
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home, he whispered with a muddy voice.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-Oh, God help us! They
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-What are you doing,
Pig Goblin hissed. He tossed over Baby Goblin and tored him down behind the
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-Look, Baby Goblin
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-I want to see the
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-No! No, are you
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">-No, I want to see the
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-48166642434157623042016-04-24T12:25:00.000+02:002016-04-24T12:25:06.123+02:00Goblin spring<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Baby Goblin woke up with light in his face. He looked around. All his brothers had left for work early in the morning. He heard Mother Goblin and Father Goblin small talking. In a dark corner Pig Goblin was asleep, snoring.</i></div>
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<i>Baby Goblin stood up and followed the light. He noticed that there was something special today. He opened the door. A mixture of warm and cool air greeted him. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. Baby Goblin leaped inside.</i></div>
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<i>-Pig Goblin! Wake up! It is spring time! It is spring time! He shook the lazy pig.</i></div>
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<i>The animal went into an extra powerful snore and clucked out loud.</i></div>
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<i>-You must wake up and come with me outside. It is spring time!</i></div>
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<i>The pig breathed heavily. -Spring time, he grunted.</i></div>
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<i>-Yes, spring time! Come on, come out with me!</i></div>
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<i>Pig Goblin got up, very heavily and waddled slowly. Baby Goblin ran along the path while the pig stumbled behind as best as he could.</i></div>
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<i>-Do you know what I would like to do today, Baby Goblin said.</i></div>
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<i>-No, Pig Goblin replied and breathed.</i></div>
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<i>-I would like to see the little lad in the house.</i></div>
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<i>-The little lad...but we are not allowed to do that, Pig Goblin said and looked anxious up on Baby Goblin.</i></div>
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<i>-Nooo, but we will just look. And we can hide ourselves in the forest.</i></div>
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<i>-Would you go completely down to the edge of the forest? But that is dangerous!</i></div>
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<i>-Not if we are quiet and hide ourselves.</i></div>
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<i>The pig got quiet. He had a deep wrinkle over his eyes. The sun rays were playing around them. The birds were singing an encouraged tune to them.</i></div>
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<i>-Come on, let us go, Baby Goblin said and ran.</i></div>
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<i>The pig looked at him. -Wait, he cried. -Do not run away from me.</i></div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-66382736109187473952016-04-10T13:14:00.001+02:002016-04-24T12:52:58.017+02:00The silent room<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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-Dad?</div>
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It came suddenly from the floor below. The little one was awake. I excused myself with a smile to my wife, dropped my knife and fork and went down the stairs.</div>
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He sat upright in bed and rubbed his eyes. His teddy bear beside him was still sleeping.</div>
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-Hey, are you awake, I asked.</div>
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-Are you at home, he asked.</div>
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-Yes, now I`m home.</div>
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I laid down beside him. He laid himself into my arm. We were lying quiet like this for a while. Then he took a deep breath.</div>
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-Have you been at work for a long time, he asked.</div>
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He had already learned this polite forest conversation.</div>
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-Yes, I replied. -But now I`m home.</div>
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-Mm, he said.</div>
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Then it was quiet again, in this gloom nursery. It kinda lived it`s own life, this room. It was as if it breathed just as quiet and peaceful. Together with the boy. And the teddy bear.</div>
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The boy took a deep breath again.</div>
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-Can you tell a story about The Little Goblin, he asked.</div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-40676245960090561372016-04-03T17:48:00.000+02:002016-04-03T17:48:03.707+02:00Late dinner<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I pedaled past some neighboring houses inside the forest. One of the neighbors had made a snowball light. It was blinking happily in front of the house. I swung up to our house.</div>
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It was quiet there. The little one was already sleeping in his bed. I took off all my clothing and sweat soaked underwear, and found something new and dry.</div>
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-Hi, I heard from my wife in the living room. -There is some dinner on the table.</div>
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I went inside. She sat at the table. I sat down and found some cold sausages and potatoes on the plate.</div>
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-How was work today, she asked.</div>
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-As usually, I responded. I noted how the sausages and potatoes made my hungry stomach better. I looked up at her and laid down the fork and knife.</div>
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-Well, actually I`m quite tired about the whole thing. I would very much like to do something else.</div>
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-I don`t know. Something that could give me some more. Like hiking in the woods, making important thoughts...</div>
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-Like having some time off, you mean?</div>
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-No, but have more freedom to develop something which we don`t know for sure what we can earn from.</div>
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-No, how have you been?</div>
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-No, never, she said. -But anyway. I have something to tell you. I just have to quit my own job. I can`t manage this no more. I`m completely worn out. I just have to quit, or I´ll become seriously ill.</div>
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I watched her.</div>
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-What?</div>
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-Yes, so it is.</div>
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-Yeah, what about it? She looked into my face.</div>
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-We just have to make it. The most important thing is that you got a wife who has her health in order. And I will use my time to look for something else in the long term, she said.</div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-76557023005319231742016-03-26T18:24:00.001+01:002016-03-26T18:24:44.672+01:00Back from work<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I had sent a message to my wife and asked if I could work a little extra. She replied that I could. My colleagues stood up from their desks, packed their things, smiled and said "good afternoon". I replied a "good afternoon" and smiled back to them. Then it started to be quiet. I looked at my papers. A door slammed. Some footsteps. "Good afternoon" I heard behind me. "Good afternoon" I replied. It was the director. The captain who left the ship. It was silent again. I looked at the paper. Wrote something on the PC. The door slammed again. Some footsteps. "Good afternoon". It was the custodian who went around, turning off the lights, leaving the one in my office. When the custodian was left, I was for sure alone in the building. I looked at the paper again. Wrote something on the PC. Found something to read on the PC. What would the others think of me? "There he sits again, working late again"? But I had to, when the amount of papers was so huge.</div>
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Finally I finished and stood up. I made everything ready for the journey back home and went down the dark stairs.</div>
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Out on the road the cars passed me in a hurry. Everyone wanted to get home as soon as possible. I passed some Christmas lights in a garden. They made the garden look green and joyful. A car came up behind me and quickly passed me. The car honked at me. A car behind him hung on the back end of the first car and rushed up on the side of me. He squeezed himself in front of me, just soon enough to avoid a collision of a meeting car. I sweared and pointed my finger at him. But no one could see the finger, because it was hidden inside a mitten.</div>
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At work we talked about certain types of motorists. Those who always drove in one, average speed, regardless of the speed limit. And those who always hung on the rear end of another car. Terrified to discharge the back end. Maybe it was a social issue, to always indulge in the back end of other people.</div>
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I came out of the densely populated area. Away from Christmas three lights in the gardens. The small light of the bike struggled to show me the road when I dived into the dark forest.</div>
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-Oh, dear, have you been biking today, as well?<br />
The colleague came behind me. The bike was parked. I opened the door to work, still with my helmet and safety vest on. And a tired and sweaty body inside the vest.<br />
-Yes, I said. -I have been biking today, as well.<br />
-But is it not terribly cold now?<br />
-No, no, it`s not cold.<br />
-But it must surely be very slippery on the road now?<br />
-No, it`s not slippery at all.<br />
-But you must be using studded tires, then?<br />
-No, I don`t, I replied.<br />
-You don`t, he said and glanced at me.<br />
-No, no, I said.<br />
I went to the shower used by employees. I tore off my sweaty clothes. Felt the warm water that engulfed my body. Turned my face up against the soft stream. I found some new, dry clothes. Went over to the cafeteria and a cup of coffee. Some colleagues said "hi". I replied with a "hi". I sat down at the office. The coffee was playing around in my body.<br />
I looked at the work desk. It was pretty messy. Work matters. A huge stack of paper. I opened the computer to check how much work it actually was.</div>
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Two walls of dark and snowy spruce threes hung over the road that I rode on. The cold air was floating in and out of my lungs. I noted that one of the feets was something cold. It most likely was caused by the development of a hole in one of my boots. Not so good when salt and mud smashed around my legs. A little light from the bike told me that the road was full of slush and dirt. In contrast to the pure snow out in the ditch and up on the threes.</div>
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It was frustrating that the road was salted every morning. If there only was some snowflakes, the Department of Traffic was out there with their big monsters, throwing out tons of salt. It was something hysterical by it. A collective anxiety that one tried to cure with salt. The road got so ugly. It destroyed the impression of snow, cold and winter. And my bike got rusty and destroyed.</div>
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I had finished the bus. I found out that it was better to use the bike. Everything was sort of tiresome in the bus. Tired faces. Tired sounds. Tired landscapes. A bus driver who never gave any smile (nor did I, actually). The bike gave me time to hide away from all this tiresome. To be alone a bit. Once an elk trampled across the road in front of me. Otherwise it was only me. And the road. And the bike...yes, and cars who came behind me.</div>
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I heard the sound of one far behind there. It started as a weak whisper. It increased in strength. The strong light made the surrounding forest to shine. Then a "vosh", and the car was past. The mud splashed on to my boot with the hole.</div>
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I had done my best to be seen by the traffic in the darkness. I had a safety vest. Even a safety vest on the backpack. And a reflex around one of my legs. It was shining up and down while my feets pedaled. In addition it was blinking red behind me. I thought that all my lights and reflexes might look as a policeman who waved. it was the only illusion that could make car drivers to slow down.</div>
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A car came against me. I turned down my face to avoid the bright light. A new car came behind me. I could hear that the motorist back there had no thoughts about slowing down. Instead he increased his pace. He sputtered up on my side, and squeezed himself between me and the meeting car. The powerful air pressure from well over one ton of steel struck against me. "What the hell" I shouted. But the car was already gone behind a turn.</div>
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My back got sweaty. My thighs was aching up a long hill. The cold air made my lungs sore. I was out of the desolated forest and came to an area with houses. The traffic thickened. A motorist who past me honked aggressively. I came to a roundabout and stared angrily against a motorist who would like to get into the roundabout before me. Then I swung into a calm bike path. I jumped off the bike and walked the final, steep path to the job.</div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-15848050847501582732016-02-22T13:09:00.000+01:002016-02-22T13:13:27.010+01:00Out<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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She put the boy down on the sofa and a blanket over him. Then she turned on the television. He got a bottle of milk and a plastic plate with a slice of bread. With pate. He looked at the television with sleepy eyes.</div>
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-By the way, something strange happened once I was in the woods, I said.</div>
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-It was if someone wanted me something.</div>
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-Yeah, as if they tried to reach me. Make a fool out of me, perhaps.</div>
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-I don`t remember. A lot of nonsense. But I felt that they wanted to say something to me. As if someone stood and watched me. I had a very strong feeling of it.</div>
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I breathed and put the lunch box in the bag. then I stood up and found my outerwear. She cleared the table and lifted the boy who had strewn bread crumbs all over the couch. She carried him down to the bathroom. I heard her humming while she tended him. I put on my bike helmet and the reflective vest. I went down to the bathroom. The boy stood half naked, chatting.</div>
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The time took a quick turn. The dark autumn was past. And then there was winter. A white carpet had finally settled over the countryside.<br />
The sound of small birds screamed from my mobile phone early in the morning. My wife stood up almost instantly. I heard the sound of the shower in the bathroom. Then I forced myself out of bed. I put on a cold johns and a couple of cold socks. I glanced into the room of the little one. He was still sleeping. He had started to sleep more in the morning after he started at the kindergarten. I went up to the chilled living room. Then I put some firewood into the woodburning. Soon it was burning brightly. I put on some coffee and glanced onto the cluttered workbench. My wife came up with wet hair and made breakfast.<br />
We sat a little. We wanted to wait as long as possible before we woke up our boy. I took my hand around the hot coffee cup. My nose was sniffing the aroma. Both our faces was turned down to the table and each our mobile phone. I went through my emails. Only commercials. then into the browser and some news. Nothing much since last I checked.<br />
I looked out the window. it was still dark out there.<br />
-Have you booked a doctor`s appointment now, she asked.<br />
I turned around.<br />
-No, I replied.<br />
-Then you need to do it.<br />
-Yes, I will do it soon. I`m just very busy right now.<br />
-Sure you are. But I`m sure you got time to book an appointment.<br />
-It´s difficult to get off on the job now, I said.<br />
-I can`t believe it`s that difficult, she replied.<br />
She glanced down the stairs.<br />
-Can you wake up our boy, she asked.<br />
-You know I just hate that. Can`t you do it, I asked.<br />
She breathed heavily and went down the stairs. At first it was completely quiet down there. Then I heard a sound of a duvet. Then came some weak mother sounds and finally some tired grunts from the small one. She turned up the stairs with heavy footsteps. The boy in soft pajamas hung with his arms and legs around her body. His head lay over her shoulder.<br />
-Here is for sure a tire-wire, one, she said with her soft maternal voice.</div>
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We slept painfully. She turned herself around and I did the same. Our breaths were rapid and uneven.<br />
I came inside the house in the evening.<br />
-Was she there, I asked.<br />
-Yes, my wife replied.<br />
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-No, she didn`t make it. But I feel she is restful now. She and all the others.<br />
Our breath jumped around in the bedroom, went out in the hallway. The small one slept in the child room. His breath was more calm and deep. Upstairs in the living room it was summer dark and quiet. All lights were turned off. Only the refrigerator in the kitchen gave a small, faint hum. Outside there was a gray cloud over us that swirled up a cool breeze. It swung around the house and advanced inward. The spruce threes whizled in the summer twilight.</div>
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It was twisted metal. Shattered glass. Dust and smoke. Someone with a camera was shouting if anyone needed help. But no one answered. In the big city that was so close to us. And at the same time so remote.<br />
My wife dropped the plate and raised her hand to the mouth.<br />
-What is this? is it war?<br />
The newsreader showed up.<br />
-It seems that there`s more that happens, he said seriously.<br />
Somewhere further away from the city. In the countryside, where the youngsters had gathered.<br />
-No, my wife whispered. -I think she`s there.<br />
We stood as petrified. We watched and watched. For many hours we watched. The same images over and over again.<br />
Then I could not manage it no more. I shook myself loose. Ran out.<br />
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Outside it was completely silent. Eerily quiet. As if the forest held it`s breath. The sky was grey and distorted. I went over to the woodshed. I picked up a plank. The pain was stinging through the chest when the hammar layers rolled into the forest.</div>
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Some dark clouds was approaching. Rain swung over a spot on the horizon. But we could see our house up ahead.</div>
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-Sure, everything is well. But can you take him a bit? I need to work with the woodshed.</div>
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The woodshed. It was only half finished. It took longer than expected to build it. I believed it would be easy. But after a while, as I put up a post here and nailed a plank there, I found out that I needed to change the plan. And it was not that easy at all.</div>
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But it needed to finish soon. Cause around me was a big pile of half finished fire wood. And it didn't like the rain coming. I had stretched a tarpaulin over it. But it was full of holes after weather and winds. So then the water leaked into the holes. And the tarpaulin prevented the water to evaporate. Which was no good for the fire wood that needed to get dry. So. The woodshed needed to be finished soon. I nailed a plank in an angle out from the garage wall. I guessed it would secure the woodshed better. The sound of the hammer echoed into the forest. I nailed more planks in the same angle. That would ensure the woodshed even more. I put up new planks the other way. That would make it even safer.</div>
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I tossed up.-What the hell, I said. I ran into the house. -Put on the telly, I shouted. -What is it, my wife asked from the kitchen. The little lad was sitting in his chair in the living room with a clean diaper, new clothes, a sandwich and a cup of milk. -Put on the telly, I shouted again. But I didn't wait for her. I jumped over to the telly myself.</div>
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Suddenly the phone screamed. The little lad jumped slightly as he stood and studied a stump. I was studying some dead birch over me when the sound cut through the air. The phone had only one mark left in the battery. And now it laid in the heather and sputtered as a rat.</div>
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-Yes, the fungus, yes. It sure is an early one, this time of year. But it sure is a mushroom. Yes. We are several people here at the bureau who have studied the image carefully. And out of the image, if the light of the image makes our conclusion correct, we mean that this is a peppery bolete. It is not counted to be an edible fungi, and it has a very strong taste. So it`s a little wonder that the lad managed to swallow it. It even smell quite strongly. So, yes, it`s a little wonder. Maybe if it has been much rain where you are, then maybe the taste is a little diluted.</div>
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I turned off and looked down at the lad. He sat and drew his hand over some cranberry heather.</div>
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I glanced at the phone. No one had made a call. And the battery of the phone would soon get empty.<br />
I touched myself. Yes, it was different on one side. Actually, it was something different on one foot too. And one arm. The hand and it`s fingers felt numb. And one side of my head. It felt like it was different than the other side. On one of the eyes, the forest was dark and odd. On the second eye not quite so. So, in other words, my health could be really serious bad.<br />
And those paper notes. Those strange messages. What the heck was that? Were they meant for me? Was there someone who would tell me something? Or was it only me who started to become crazy?<br />
I looked at the lad. The little one went around and glanced at the heather and undergrowth. He sang and chatted with himself. Found a stick. Tasted it a bit. Waved around with it in the air.<br />
So, yes. What should I do? What if the battery on the phone got empty? What if the Bureau of Poison Control could not call me? And Here I was, far away into the forest with a small boy who had eaten an unidentified mushroom. And I had no food around here. And in this forest that was so strange and dark. At least in one of my eye.<br />
I glanced at my phone again. The battery was even weaker. Not much left.</div>
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<i>-Did you check if the tails were well bonded together, Mother Goblin asked while seated on the stump.</i><br />
<i>-Sure, Father Goblin replied and sat down. He breathed heavily. -Baby Goblin asked about the lad in the house again.</i><br />
<i>-Hm. It might not be so wise to give Baby Goblin too many ideas, she said.</i><br />
<i>-Well, this is the story that makes him fall asleep quickly, he said.</i><br />
<i>Mother Goblin looked onto Father Goblin. Then she glanced out the peep-hole. -There is so uneasy outside tonight. It is well everyone is inside. And well that everyone has their tails bound together.</i><br />
<i>-Yes, Goblin Father said. He looked at her. -You,...how about you and I tie our tails together this night as well?</i><br />
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<i>It was late at night among the forest goblins. All the brothers, young and old was settled. Some twisted slightly. Some breathed heavily.</i></div>
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<i>-Father Goblin, can you tell a story about the little lad in the house, the youngest of the brothers, the Baby Goblin asked.</i></div>
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<i>-Yes, the little lad in the house, Father Goblin said. -He lives in a big, white house outside the forest with his mom and dad.</i></div>
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<i>-Has he got a goblin pig, like me, Goblin Baby asked.</i></div>
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<i>-Well, I do not know whether it is that easy, Father Goblin said. -Firstly, he is rarely in the forest. And when he is in the woods with his dad, he is not so far inside, only on the edge. Furthermore I think that humans would become frightened if they met one of us. We do not match them, so to speak...but now I think you should go to sleep.</i></div>
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<i>Father Goblin started to mumble the bedtime song that every forest goblins sang each evening. The song about the troll family who had put all the children to bed. The troll families did exactly as the goblins and tied together the tails of all the children when everyone was going to sleep.</i></div>
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<i>"When Troll Mom put eleven small trolls to the bed</i></div>
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<i>-Good night, Father Goblin whispered, and kissed Baby Goblin on the forehead. Then he checked that all the tails was well bonded together.</i></div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-17010923406298823452015-11-21T19:04:00.000+01:002016-01-03T14:49:10.863+01:00Darkness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It got darker. So strange at this time of year. My breath made my throat sore as I climbed up the steep path. -Oi-oi, he said behind me.</div>
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-Hey, you. I checked something this night, my wife had said during breakfast.</div>
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-What, I asked.</div>
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-There was something different. It was slightly larger on one side, she replied. -I think you should check it out.</div>
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I went to the bathroom and checked it a bit myself. And, yes. It was a bit larger on one side. Damn. I didn`t understand. Such things was something that applied to others. Not me. And I didn`t like going to the doctor. At least not with this. I pulled it away. It was better to go for a trip in the forest.</div>
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I came up to the top. It was maybe the largest top. Not easy to say. There were some view here. Of more forest. My shoulders were aching. I put down the child carrier. Loosened The Boss.</div>
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-Dayapp, he said.</div>
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-Yeah, I know, I replied.</div>
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I picked up the phone...Yes! there was some coverage up here. Both to make a phone call and to surf on the net. I opened the browser. I didn`t like to call some about this. A website opened slowly. Very slowly. I wrote what I believed could be a webpage.</div>
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-Dayapp, he said.</div>
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-Yes, yes, I replied.</div>
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The browser worked slowly, slowly, it opened up a little bit, and...yes, the adress was matching. I was inside the webpage of the Poison Control Center. Then I needed to navigate inside there...-Dayapp, he said. -M,m, I responded. There! This was the place where I could upload an image of the fungus. Where I could explain the situation. And enter my phone number. My fingers wrote and wrote on the screen. It was so damn difficult to write like that out in the woods. I wrote and deleted, wrote and deleted. Then there was uploading. This was even slower. It buzzed and went, buzzed and went, little by little,...I looked over to the Boss. He sat in the heather and observed things around him. Fortunately there were no mushrooms around here. The uploading buzzed and buzzed. Round and round. -Dayapp, he said. -M,m, I replied. The uploading went a bit further. A bit further. Little by little. A bit further...There. Finally the image was in place. I pressed "send". Then. I got a message saying that I would get a phone call when everything was checked.</div>
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I breathed out.</div>
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No what? I could go on. I could try to find the way home. He was hungry. And I had no food. No diapers either. But then I would need to go down some valleys. And I could get out of reach with my phone again. No. It was better to wait here, on the top. See some view.</div>
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-Dayapp, he said.</div>
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-Hey, would you like to hear a story, I asked. He looked up at me. -Shall I tell a story about the baby goblin, living out here in the forest?</div>
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Halvard Mikal Sæbøhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04142242265428887411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916671155575632653.post-72757044717655104982015-11-15T15:03:00.000+01:002015-11-15T15:03:11.843+01:00Retreat<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Just as two of my fingers were on their way into his mouth. He hurried. And swallowed.<br />
-No, I cried. - No, no, no!<br />
I looked around me. What should I do? i ought to put my fingers down his throat. Get him to vomit. Get the fungus out again. That`s what I should do. As soon as possible. Before his body started to digest the whole thing. That`s what I should do.<br />
I looked down at him. He smiled up at me. And I just could not do something like that. I just could not.<br />
What kind of fungus did he eat, then? Was it this one? Or this one? No, it was this one. Yes, it was. I picked up some of that kind and ran to a broken three. Quickly I picked up my phone and took a picture of the fungus. He came by. And grabbed one of them. - Don`t touch that fungus, I yelled. It was the first time I had yelled at him like that. Way too early of his age. His face twisted into something surprising and terrifying. God. It was the first time he heard his father like that. "Bureau of poison control". Was that what it was called? Did I have a subscription for mobile internet? Yes, I thought I had. But there was no internet coverage so far into the forest. No coverage to make a phone call either. Or send a text message. Nothing. I had to find a hill. Go west and back towards the people. Such a damn thing that I went that far into the forest. Now I had to go out. Or at least go up to a hill. Somewhere to the west.<br />
I tossed him into the child carrier. Locked him up. Put it onto my back. Then I went in quick steps along a path.<br />
-Oi-oi-oi, he said in rhythm of the steps.<br />
-Oi-oi, I replied.</div>
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