On the way back to work, the boss generously decided to stop at Goulburn for a break, as I said that I’ve never been there, which is part of region that our program covers. I guess the reason she was happy to go there was, she actually has her little “hidden agenda” for herself. She loves those abandoned orphanages and mentioned them many times in front of us about re-using them for other functions one day if she can afford to buy them herself. Mind you we are talking about $1-1.5 Millions for each of buildings. Apparently she said they are far out of her leagues, but it did get her mind all working.
If I didn’t or couldn’t bother thinking about her little “fantasy” too much, I have to say that I really started to get the point when we were driving through the town, seeing all those gorgeous old buildings and finally stopped in front of one of the girl’s orphanages.
My God! I was speechless. A gorgeous building with broken windows, grass growing wildly everywhere in the front yard and a big white whatever lady sculptur attached on the outside of the front wall of the building, neglected, abandoned and lonely. I can’t help imagining when it was the time when there were orphans living in this place, how the garden would have looked like, and the sounds that were made by girls and harsh teachers and how children were running around in this place…..pretty much a scene for Charlotte Bronte’s book Jane Eyre.
It actually made me feel quite sick when thinking of these. I mean the possible history of an old building which had been closed down 30 or 40 years ago makes you sometimes feel quite frightened. A building like this can be very scary and full of bitter stories. We all know there is an obvious history of orphans in institution cares being abused and mistreated in many countries, even in those church funded facilities. Who wants to reflect that? To those orphans who had gone through those miserable things, here would be certainly a heart-breaking place to remember and would be very hard to be removed from their lifetime memories. The place they used to call it a home….but not so much a good home, who wants to be there again?
Re-use? Maybe…lots of potentials, if you look at everything in this world from an economic perspective of view, there are. But history? It might fade but you can never make it disappear.