The Village

"It is hard to let go of the past, if you have not learned from the past" Spencer Johnson

What valuable lessons have I learned from the past...can I really let go of the past without so much of a flinch at the mere thought of The Man. Is it really all because of The Man. Or was it just a way to escape..it is easier to blame everything that went bad in the present on The Man...he's the reason for all our sufferings, our misery our mishap....yet...is it really that simple.

So...there we were , in The Village....when they were us...we were happy..almost jovial...but the Village took even that luxury.
Here, The Man had changed...so did The Lady. The Man had somewhat mellowed....The Lady had become more bitter. Life for us kids continued like any normal kids. Except that we were plagued by the frequent outburst, the screaming and yelling, the embarrassment, the anger, the frustration and the neighbors. But...since we still have us and our Lady...we can still laugh,smile even cry together.
Then ,slowly came the teasing....the constant harassment upon us kids...we never understood why...we were labeled ....branded as the children of a communist...a whore...and worst, we were the ugliest of them all...we were labeled as the Apes...
I never understood why...each time I looked at the mirror...I asked my then young and innocent mind...am I really an ape..do I really look like an ape...why am I called the daughter of a communist...and by kids almost my age and supposedly to have blood relation with The Man...and of course The Man..being the way he was,just stood by and said and did nothing... For The Lady,...when things became so unbearable for her to watch..she ran 'amuk'...of course she didn't kill anyone...just literally begging the kids to stop the constant belittling and harassment......
Gradually, it did stop....for the ugly ducklings had turned to swans....however...by the time it did,I had already lost my soul...so deep was the scar...when I looked up in the mirror...I truly did see an Ape....so when I walked..it was never with my head held up...