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In one of the pictures, the teacher sent your downcast face mirrored the day of the school trip Your mother said it is because of the cold you came down with In your little hands was a fluffy grey rabbit looking lifeless, perhaps afraid of the courage you had to hold another creature even though you do not yet understand the world Your sister, right beside you with her typical frown holds an identical rabbit representing the paradox of what the two of you are to each other When three and a half years ago I watched, with masked emotions both of you laying in separate transparent plastic capsules trying to make sense of the new world you had been brought into the lines and numbers on the screen the only signs that you will make it And here you are, in another picture this time the little fish pond reflects your smile and that of the other kids peering over the wall into its shallow depth each of their innocent faces an untold story of the anguish and joy of bringing another human being into the world.
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Nov 23, 2022
Nov 23, 2022 at 4:04 PM UTC
Miles Away from You, My Son
In one of the pictures, the teacher sent your downcast face mirrored the day of the school trip Your mother said it is because of the cold you came down with In your little hands was a fluffy grey rabbit looking lifeless, perhaps afraid of the courage you had to hold another creature even though you do not yet understand the world Your sister, right beside you with her typical frown holds an identical rabbit representing the paradox of what the two of you are to each other When three and a half years ago I watched, with masked emotions both of you laying in separate transparent plastic capsules trying to make sense of the new world you had been brought into the lines and numbers on the screen the only signs that you will make it And here you are, in another picture this time the little fish pond reflects your smile and that of the other kids peering over the wall into its shallow depth each of their innocent faces an untold story of the anguish and joy of bringing another human being into the world.
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Ghanaian
Nov 23, 2022
Nov 23, 2022 at 4:04 PM UTC
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