By : Hatem Dhouibi

 

We live in a world of parallelization and simulation. And so I believe that this world has two different fractions, two existential. There’s the world that we live in, we can see, we can touch, and we can manipulate. And another which we cannot see but we can feel as whoever or whatever lives in this world tries sometimes to connect to our world.

Caroline Speir states : “I and my director Lisa have been here at the museum for ten years. We started here pretty close to each other as we were classmates in college. There wasn’t really something scary but there were constantly weird and odd things happening around within two or three months since we began working. It was like someone was trying to get our attention. One day we had some volunteers upon the second floor. One of the volunteers was Judge Parker’s wife. Near the elevator they heard some kind of a mechanical sound, more like a growl. Also for a variety of times we’ve heard the elevator dings simultaneously with the growl but it wasn’t moving, just empty. At the same place where the sound was heard, in the second floor, we once had a young girl with her grandmother visiting and she said that someone has been pushing her from behind a couple of times as she became upset and started crying.”

Except for the voices and sounds, have you ever seen anything unusual? I wish that I haven’t asked that.

Caroline’s next story carried the answer to my question, she said : “That happened on the fourth floor. I was picking up some things with the company of my daughter and her young blonde female friend. I asked them to wait for me by the elevator until I grab some things for work. When I was doing what I came to do, I raised my sight ahead to see the young friend walking to the end of the place. Due to the equipment, I was only able to see her starting from her shoulders. As I finished, I turned to my daughter who was behind me and asked her to call her friend back so we can go down. Surprisingly she told me that her friend went back downstairs a while ago as she couldn’t stand the atmosphere of the place. I told my daughter that I  just saw her friend walking toward the end of the place, so my daughter grabbed my hand, we took the elevator back to the first floor and her friend was there waiting. I was real conscious about what I was seeing up there.”

“I thought for a while that the girl I have seen might have been just an illusion until one day a couple who were expecting a babe came with their young son to take some pictures at the second floor. I was watching the boy while the husband and wife were taking pictures. All the sudden he turned towards me like a thought has occurred to him, like something has gotten his attention and said ‘babe!’. I thought for a second that we were playing hide and seek, so I kept following behind him while he was walking around like chasing something and keep repeating the word ‘babe’. He wasn’t scared but he was acting different. He went all around until he came to the place where a puppet was put, he pointed finger to the puppet and smiled and said ‘babe’ one last time, like he finally found what he was going after.”

 

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Caroline Speir : caroline.speir@fortsmithmuseum.com

About Cool Burn Hatem

Hatem Dhwibi, a.k.a CooL Burn. A black guy from South Tunisia, kebili. Born in the second of december, 1988, but for him, he's not born yet. His life, the life he's looking forward didn't start yet. Cool Burn is the nickname he picked up for himself as a reflection of his person. Cool because he smiles, whether its time for a smile or not, he says : "i smile because i can". Burn, because he's burning from the inside, flames no one knows about, may be even no one could understand, so he's keeping himself a secret. Graduated from the higher institute of languages as an english teacher, he got the impression of his teachers and colleges especially during oral presentation sessions. He wanted to carry on courses but life didn't want him to. He lives in big-small city in the south. Big in space but small in content. He says : "dreams is what keeps me alive" He is ambitious, his dreams has no limits. He achieved some and still struggling for the rest. His father died when he was 13 years old, that left him a scar. 13 years after the death, he made the first song about his father called "R.i.P dad", in which he describes what happened that day and what he felt and of course using english language, making a duet with his friend whose father died recently. Music for him is a release, a remedy, so he writes, sometimes he records when able, other times he just keep his verses on papers. His mom is his first lady, he says :" no one and nothing comes before mom even i" Not much seen in his life but enough for him to learn how to survive. Contact info: Email : hatem.dhwibi@gmail.com Facebook : Hatem Cool Burn Fone : +216 28 086 670