You don’t know me; I know you, I know what’s being said about you. I’m the ‘whisperer’. I am socially mobile: Arab, Brit, Indian, Pakistani, American and the rest, they all invite me and share their world with me. Not much gets past me but if you think it may have done, email me on . . .
YEAR four children at a prominent school on the island had better step carefully if the notice outside their classroom is anything to go by. The Whisperer learns that a large mural on a window displays drawings of feet with each child’s name featured tip-toeing through a minefield of newspaper headlines which chillingly read “STABBED”, “MURDERER”, “KILLER”, “LOST” and “IT’S OVER”. Apparently detention is absolutely torturous … the eight-year-olds have been warned!
A have-a-go hack nearly came unstuck when she tried out an attraction at the new Lost Paradise of Dilmun water theme park. She hurled down the ride shrieking with delight until she plunged into a pool of about four feet of water at the bottom. Totally disorientated she sped along the bottom for several minutes like a torpedo much to the amusement of her colleagues, the Whisperer heard. Fortunately an Australian lifeguard was at hand to assist and save the day. The reporter, surely the only person ever to be born in Bahrain who never learned to swim, said: “It was scary – I kept having pictures of my mother flash in my mind thinking I never had a chance to say good-bye … if only I had thought about standing up.” As Edwin Louis Cole once said: “You don’t drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there.” Unfortunately she also lost a pair of glasses she was wearing and had to ask a friend to drive her home. If anyone should find them please call the editor of this fine journal and he will pass them on.