The Trauma Cleaner is no ordinary trauma narrative: we see how the infliction of multiple traumas has left this fascinating woman uniquely placed to restore order among the despair of others, and it is with similar care that Krasnostein has produced this book. Also, Krasnostein's writing is wonderfully lyrical at times, which was totally unexpected, and a pleasant surprise, for a book in this category. She really has a gift of relating to all kinds of people in the way that works for them. And it's a story told more beautifully than you can possibly imagine. Sandra, who was born as Peter, adopted by a deeply dysfunctional and abusive family, married young and had two children before leaving her family.
But as a little boy, raised in violence and excluded from the family home, she just wanted to belong. I passed a card table in the lobby where brochures were spread out next to a sign inviting you to drop your business card into an ice bucket for a chance to win a bottle of shiraz. I can relate to her life as much as I can relate to jumping out of an airplane. A woman who lives with rats, random debris, and terrified delusion. Her life story is an interesting and in parts harrowing one, and it is a story that is well worth knowing. And, carefully, it draws a portrait of Pankhurst you'll remember long after you've finished reading-a woman who is quietly, wonderfully triumphant while standing at the middle and centre of despair. It is not an easy story to read, but so worthwhile! Her debut book is a compelling and honest story of human survival, and love.
How do you put into words a story that makes your heart heavy with sorrow and full of love, joy, and compassion at the same time? Sandra herself is a mystery, and as her layers of memories resurface, I was amazed that she was able to transform a life of abysmal pain into a healing art. A woman who sleeps among garbage she has not put out for forty years. I asked her, once, how she managed to maintain that attitude of compassion and absolute nonjudgment. This is a unique Australian memoir; one where the author subtly inserts herself into the telling of a life not her own. . It's always better to tell the truth as that way you don't have to have a good memory, If you can't keep your story straight, you are probably lying. And although he will come to know this over the next forty years, to hold the dry thought in his mind, he will never come to feel it in that part of him below the neck, where true security resides.
There were several times where I considered not finishing this book, as it was often repetitive and was just so far away This was not at all what I was expecting. Krasnostein has pieced together a compelling history through careful research and interviews. What do they think about it all now? It is the true story of a remarkable and resilient human being. We're left with the visual portrait of a presumably complex person: this is how she makes her money, this is how she dresses, these are the things she buys, these are the people she hangs around with. She does not, however, erase these people. If Sandra's life story is true, then she had a really difficult time when she was young, and she survived and got herself into a job she's good at. The book reads as a love letter from Krasnostein to Sandra.
This gesture is the opposite of the shaming to which she has been subjected consistently throughout her life, and it is lovely to witness its salutary effect on the whole spectrum of humanity. She is a very complicated survivor, and her psychology is fascinating. Before she was a trauma cleaner, Sandra Pankhurst was many things: husband and father, drag queen, gender reassignment patient, sex worker, small businesswoman, trophy wife. Secondly, Sandra's life is truly inspiring. Before she was a trauma cleaner, Sandra Pankhurst was many things: husband and father, drag queen, gender reassignment patient, sex worker, small businesswoman, trophy wife. I found myself constantly walking the line between frustration and utter love for this woman and I haven't been able to stop thinking about her and the life she has lived. Sandra has a way of working with hoarders, handling them with respect as she rescues them from the piles engulfing them.
It is the true story of a remarkable and resilient human being. A complex protagonist makes for engaging material. Nor is the simple fact of why she wears 'pristine white shoes' and refuses to wear gloves at her cleaning jobs. I can relate to her life as much as I can relate to jumping out of an airplane. Krasnostein stumbled across Sandra Pankhurst, a professional trauma cleaner with an incredible life story and has crafted a thoughtful, moving and sometimes hilarious biography. Dispatch time The time it takes to verify the order, complete invoicing, prepare your item s and dispatch.
The chapters on the cleaning clients are really used to show her strength in dealing with a life that would have wrecked others. Now she believes her clients deserve no less. Despite living a strikingly different life than Pankhurst, I found her story was able to heal parts of me I had no idea it could. The opposite of trauma is order, proportion. My full review, as well as my other thoughts on reading, can be found on. Like obviously someone has to do what she does, but you never think of how much that involves. Overall a great reflection on a resilient woman's life we can all learn from.
The kitchen drawer of grocery bags at the ready for reuse. A woman who sleeps among garbage that she has not put out for forty years. It's been a tough road which would have broken a lesser person yet still, Sandra perseveres despite being ill, still trying to help others. The apartment is simultaneously so full and so empty; absence is a presence like dark matter and black holes. This book definitely shows human strength under appalling circumstances. As these charges are the responsibility of the recipient, please check the customs service in your destination country to see if charges are applicable. But as a little boy, raised in violence and excluded from the family home, she just wanted to belong.