Monday, August 3, 2009

Little Bee


On the girl's brown legs there were many small white scars. I was thinking, Do those scars cover the whole of you, like the stars and the moons on your dress? I thought that would be pretty too, and I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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Everything was happiness and singing when I was a little girl. There was plenty of time for it. We did not have to hurry. We did not have electricity or fresh water or sadness either, because none of these had been connected to our village yet.

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The men came and they...That was how all of our stories started.

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1 comment:

  1. ‎"We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our little secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived."

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