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aileenie · Posted: Mon 19:59, 23 May 2011 Post subject: A child once wrote to stealth

Twenty years ago, I was once a child had hidden deep pain, although when I was a child, they are first come to know this world of frustration, the bitterness of life.
has avoided talking about this topic, there are a lot of opportunity brought back memories of my past. Had a painful memory, along with bits and pieces have been heard to fade away the message, or that I deliberately forget the past, I only hope it turned into a deep and sincere prayer in my heart.
is a coincidence, or is inevitable and necessary? The same fate of so many children here with me together. They are the unplanned child, but unfortunately, they are mostly patriarchal ideology is everything a child under the worst injury, the purpose of obtaining the root of family reproduction, they are forced to stealth. How long time Stealth cut, how deep the pain after coming out, there is no first-hand experience, describe any and all seemed too easy to imagine too light, not to restore the true life.
I do not want to touch this topic, think of the children face fear aspect of the tears, for fear their parents think about oral communication class, other students flying look, contrasting the children out of stealth that lonely face, fear of seeing essay topic the Those who do not want to reveal scars, unless the child would like to obtain the bit of comfort to me that he ripped the wound carefully.
import rivers streams, the initial water quality, flow rate and flow to maintain the inherent independence [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], interchange two entirely different flow, over time, from the pull away, gradually blending water until seamless. People? Even thicker than water, to bring long-term membrane separation and exclusion, the family still stubbornly isolated, like an invisible sword, stab wounds to the fragile minds. Compared to the integration of water, blending to human emotion much slower. The long run, the hidden children were always hurt the most.
Nan is one such child has hidden more than a decade.
She ranked second, although my sister is a girl, after all, is the first child, a new generation of coddled big people from needless to say. Nan until birth, adult face to look good, and if a boy, just children alive and how but why is a girl! No procreation can not do. Even in rural areas, three children is not allowed, how do? A ready-made methods available, the children hide, they say died, sent out the signal long before stealing a march, how many people it is time-tested trick. Nan in such circumstances invisible to the grandmother at home. Childhood is a happy, loving grandmother cut the loss is not accompanied by their parents, although the other children see their parents traction Gendou turned over, she would smile innocently, looking blankly. She was a precocious child, listening to her grandmother's words, silence not to mention Mom and Dad, but could not help but imagine their dream look, too far away, come and gone, the memory of their too vague. Nan said, is the dream, her hand always loose from the hands of parents, anxious she awoke crying from a dream a few times. Fortunately, waiting for her teenager's parents had settled in the city to meet her, she can finally like the other partners, bearing the same joy in their parents knees.
with pleasure, with apprehension, and dismay at her grandmother's orders, she came to the city home, a long lost parents, sister look unfamiliar, but also examine the stranger looked up and down her brother General . Her sensible, sweetly calling relatives around; her diligent, open their own restaurant, Zecaiduanfan, wash clean, everything missed her. She consciously put themselves into this new home has long been eager to --- family, left her confused reality: her mother loved her, but the tone of voice demeanor does not seem natural; father does to himself, as if about not on the like, because he hates grandma home, and she is a grandmother with a large; sister, brother, always together, muttering, her exclusion into conflict, it is unanimously, she will always be the . She missed her grandmother, and yet understand the old grandmother, and can not give her additional burden, she must be honest and stay home, no place to go back.
great pain, a small charming, sandwiching a secular package. This is the old said, the voice of experience it. Child will not understand the meaning of this sentence, Nan is feeling a lot. Sister is proud of the family, the eldest daughter, learning good, all the academic nature of her task; brother [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], though spoiled [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but it is the family's lifeblood baby, the money, casual flower, the work is not done. She does, kind and lovely, every day after school [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], finished job will juggle in the store, just like adults, till midnight. Store employees know and admire, what is the use? All the family ultimately landed her Hatefury person. The cold is not my father said, even his own father and mother are a matter of people, but also expect him to justice for his wife and children re-Wife? But the mother? Work hard to earn from a full family business, they got from the beatings and betrayal. The weight of life, the future uncertain, the spirit of humiliation. . . . . . Lost his mind in the pain of her mother, at every turn to her and the staff should hysterical attack, in addition to her second home, can not find a suitable candidate for the vent. Love's uneven, has been extremely painful for her family's crumbling, but also to destroy the faith of her life. Her thoughts all the love why so gloomy? Cherished home why not make her feel warm? It was off his brother's future sister asked her out? Who will give her advice? She tried to hide the disappointment, she was struggling with strong soothing mother, she said: tens of minutes, she also accompany the students, the squat to press hard water pressure before the stomach. I thought she was just a stomach ache, and the other students are in tears asking me to quickly help Nan, said she was fasting for days, even water drank high. Sign holds her to the office under shock.
cheerful strong even in her despair, when the pain is still so calm. She said that, these days, much noise is too much at home, my father came back once naughty one, the last drunk, and almost strangled his brother, so he bit her father, a younger brother was able to escape. Excuse my sister is busy studying, more than eleven p.m. each day and returned home. Mom's spirit is worse, much noise has been to Xunsimihuo. She was really a bit barely, and not enter the food to eat, eat or even think to look for food that is wasted. Friends every day, if not guarded, and she really wants to own disappeared.
while listening to her tell us, advised her to drink water while eating. Tens of minutes down, she finally choked back a few to drink water. Look at her hands to tear the bread, and I put a little heart.
class today, far to hear her cheerful voice sounding hoarse, get in the door, one beheld her charming smile, joked: you had better to laugh ah.
want to grow up, she said the cake an outstanding teacher, she will draw on the cake the most beautiful picture, so that each cake all feel the sweetness of life. Wish such a beautiful person, her life will be happy, right. Nan vision for the future when looking at a happy smile, think of the children I have witnessed the growth of the depression and bitterness, I silently pray: May the City Cantabile wash away the vicissitudes of life for them, wash away the heavy. May they launched their youth wings, get rid of troubled skies.