She had been sick for several weeks now. The effects of the drugs that were prescribed to cure her illness had slowly defeated the last strand of her willpower.
As she lay down without thinking, she had a dream.
She had two sons, 5 and 6 at that time. She had a daughter who was 8. and they lived in this unpainted house. They had 2 native dogs named Tobbie, the older one, and Endak, a dachshund mestiza.
In her dream she dreamed that from a bunch of unripe bananas, one fell off . It was unnerving to see blood spurting out from the severed banana. In her dream, she woke up just before her husband's "bulik" crowed.
She wore her sister's polka-dotted dress on the day of her daughter's first communion. The mass was held in the Multi Purpose Hall. All the parents lined up to march with their daughters to the altar. She was almost in tears as she watched her daughter receive the"body of Christ."
When the ceremony was over, the people bustled in front of the altar to take pictures of their daughters kneeling on a pulpit, a rosary clasped in their folded hands like saints in prayer. It was always a beautiful portrait of every Catholic girl in maybe, her last bid to holiness.
A public announcement calling her name was almost inaudible against the noise and excitement of everyone milling around the hall. When it finally dawned on her, she almost fainted.
She left her two sons at home. She was told that her older son had an accident. One of his fingers was chopped off from his right hand. A neighbor rushed him to the hospital.
She was dizzy with images of her son in pain and images of blood and five fingers minus one! She called out her son's name- "Johnny, Johnny!" She wailed all the way to the hospital.
Feet scuffled to the emergency room in the town's clinic. Her bunions did not complain from the shoes that pinched them, she could hardly breathe, and she did not realize that she left her daughter in the multi purpose hall.
"Johnny, baby! Mama is here! " From the narrow hospital bed lay her child with blood stains on his shirt with the name "Johnny" in candy colored letters. Johnny, baby", she called out... a different face looked up from the small, narrow hospital bed.
It was another nightmare! She tried to move her toe in an attempt to wake up but the dream rolled out like a reel of film.
to be continued-
As she lay down without thinking, she had a dream.
She had two sons, 5 and 6 at that time. She had a daughter who was 8. and they lived in this unpainted house. They had 2 native dogs named Tobbie, the older one, and Endak, a dachshund mestiza.
In her dream she dreamed that from a bunch of unripe bananas, one fell off . It was unnerving to see blood spurting out from the severed banana. In her dream, she woke up just before her husband's "bulik" crowed.
She wore her sister's polka-dotted dress on the day of her daughter's first communion. The mass was held in the Multi Purpose Hall. All the parents lined up to march with their daughters to the altar. She was almost in tears as she watched her daughter receive the"body of Christ."
When the ceremony was over, the people bustled in front of the altar to take pictures of their daughters kneeling on a pulpit, a rosary clasped in their folded hands like saints in prayer. It was always a beautiful portrait of every Catholic girl in maybe, her last bid to holiness.
A public announcement calling her name was almost inaudible against the noise and excitement of everyone milling around the hall. When it finally dawned on her, she almost fainted.
She left her two sons at home. She was told that her older son had an accident. One of his fingers was chopped off from his right hand. A neighbor rushed him to the hospital.
She was dizzy with images of her son in pain and images of blood and five fingers minus one! She called out her son's name- "Johnny, Johnny!" She wailed all the way to the hospital.
Feet scuffled to the emergency room in the town's clinic. Her bunions did not complain from the shoes that pinched them, she could hardly breathe, and she did not realize that she left her daughter in the multi purpose hall.
"Johnny, baby! Mama is here! " From the narrow hospital bed lay her child with blood stains on his shirt with the name "Johnny" in candy colored letters. Johnny, baby", she called out... a different face looked up from the small, narrow hospital bed.
It was another nightmare! She tried to move her toe in an attempt to wake up but the dream rolled out like a reel of film.
to be continued-
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