I think it was an Adventures in Odyssey cartoon I saw once based on a true story about
this man who had such an ugly facethat he was part of a circus show. In the streets children would run away from the hideousnessof his deformed visage. It always reminded me to be thankful for the healthy body and not deformed faceGod has blessed me with. I never really thought I would actually experience what that man went through.Now I cannot say my experience is the same as his, not really very many people are afraid of my face, except
little children. I've met a few that upon seeing my pale skin run and hide or burst out crying, and they arekids I do not really know or see often, so no worries. But now it has come close to home, literally, our neighbors. There is a little boy, the second youngest perhaps one and half or two, who is very afraid of bothmyself and Manny. One of the other neighbor kids tried to bring him in our house and he would start wailingas soon as he saw one of us. One morning going out to the toilet, he was returning to the house with his mother and as I passed he started crying. I started feeling angry, and almost gave the kid a hearty scowl, but I realized right away that that certainly would only confirm his fears. It is frustrating because no other kid
in the compound is afraid, even his baby sister, who is still crawling finds us funny, what's his problem? Inthe end it is just one of things that has been water off the duck's back, just roll away. I can only continue to live kindly towards all the children and hopefully someday this other boy will get the idea. Maybe it will help if I learn his name? ooops.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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