Chapter 1 – one early morning
One early morning, a couple of days after both our uncles left back to the States with their families and leaving us with the feeling of emptiness and loneliness, Ricky and I were playing behind our house. He found a hammer. He picked it up and sunk it at my right side of my head! Immediately, I dropped to the ground. I lost consciousness…
After six long weeks, I awoke! But I couldn’t move. I could see and hear, but I couldn’t move! It felt as if I had no body below my neck. I knew I was in a hospital because of the rotten smell of medicine and because of the rotten smell of sick people!
When the nurse in blue saw that I was awake, she immediately called the doctor. He started to touch and to poke me as if I were tender meat for the oven. He looked into my eyes and I was very frightened. He turned around to my Grandmother and to my uncles and to my aunt Rachel, Ricky’s mother. Mother wasn’t present.
“The child was fortunate. He has a hole in the head, but it will heal. He is blind in the right eye. He lost some hearing in the right ear. He is also numb in the left side of his body. He may have trouble talking and understanding others,” said the doctor.
But what really bothered me was what the good doctor was not telling!
Chapter 2 – my life at five
My life at five years old was numb, but after a couple of more long weeks in the hospital, I began to limp around. I couldn’t run like a wild child with joy, but I could move around on my own! My speech was hard to understand. I spoke in an odd way. I spoke too fast to be really understood. I also couldn’t grab with my left hand or put pressure on my left leg, or else I would fall!
I had also developed a lack of confidence and I also had a learning problem. But the true love and support of my sweet Grandmother made a big different in my numb life!
Chapter 3 – After a couple of weeks
After a couple of more weeks, the County Hospital let me go! I was now going home. I haven’t yet arrived to the door, when I saw little Ricky standing there with a wide smile. He had destroyed my life, but I didn’t notice then. He had destroyed my life and perhaps the lives of my future friends and my families and my children, but I didn’t notice then.
I limped to him and he laughed. We stayed outside and played. I’ve forgotten what really had happened. A child can only stay angry or even sad for so long. How come the adults can’t learn or remember that simple act or fact?
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