this afternoon, a sunny sunday afternoon, around lunchtime, my little mother walked up the street to the fish shop in the mall to procure some prawns with which to fry up some kuay teow, penang style. on her way home, less than a block from the front door, a slightly built aboriginal youth with short curly hair and dressed in a red-and-white horizontally-striped shirt came up behind her, shoved her to the ground, grabbed her handbag and ran to the council flats a short distance away, from whence he was spirited away in a white car. people still push little old ladies down in the street? but she is resilient; hours later, after the police interview, the mugshot viewing, the walking up and down the neighbourhood streets in a vain attempt to find her handbag, she was frying up noodles at the stove. the bastard hadn’t taken the prawns.
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5 Comments
Your poor mum. I hope she is ok. Mothers are so resilient aren’t they – she still did the stir fry.
Some 10 odd years ago, my Mum was just a few hours away from flying to New Zealand. It was the first time she was to leave my sister and I alone to fend for ourselves. And to make sure we had enough to keep ourselves buys we went to video store to rent some videos (pre dvd viewing). In the process of decding over the 10 or so titles we were allowed to take home, a young man came in shoved my mum across the shelves, attempted to punch her as a tactic to drop her wallet. My mother and I was to learn myself too, do not like to treated this way, and soon enough the young man had two screaming females, one with two videos in her hand and another running after her daughter after him. He too escaped in a white car with my Mum’s wallet, a couple of hundred dollars and a photo of my deceased father.
The wallet sans the money was later recovered a few suburbs away – but the feeling of being attacked remained for my mother. Who still got on the plane bound for NZ the same night.
And I am guessing this is in Surry Hills/Redfern/Waterloo area? And seeing as I work on Saturday’s at a computer centre for the youth, the decription you gave could be one of our kids. I suppose it makes no difference what back ground the youth was – shoving anyone and stealing is not nice.
oh my goodness, i am glad your mother wasn’t hurt badly.
How horrible. I’m glad your mom is ok. I hope the noodles salvaged the day for her…
oh gosh! Those terrible ppl. what has become of Sydney? Lucky your mum was not hurt.
It’s not only little old ladies who got attacked. A guy friend of mine was walking on Anzac Parade corner Doncaster Ave and 2 young lads shoved him from behind, tried to grab his phone (he was yakking on the phone while walking) and his rayban sunnies. The damn young lad succeeded in doing so and ran. My friend ran in the other direction. Lucky he was not hurt because another guy friend had a broken nose after being robbed of his mp3 players and phone at central station. No one helped. This was at around 6-7pm too. This other guy friend had head injuries after being smashed by a glass bottle from behind near unsw.
Sydney is so unsafe these days. Sad.
oh man thats terrible! hope you mum is ok!