"I'm so glad that you came back to visit home ,you been away for a while." Chea expresses as she smiles through her eyes.
Lia sighs and smile "Its nice to be back to check up on you ,I just needed to move,learn, grow and explore and not be influence by mom and dads views.
"Well I'm glad you did you seem happier and more free."
"Thanks Lia that means alot to me , Hey sis do you remember that one time I took you to church. "
"Yeah how could I not we took the bus all the way cross town where all the white rich people live."
The two sister sat on the wood porch, it was a late warm night as they continued sharing old memories that renewed a sensation in their hearts.
Lia looks at her older sister Chea- How old were we? "I was 16 and you were 12." They both looked at each other and said DANG time flys.
Chea wanted to share her truth with Lia , she decides to get up and suggest to go for a walk.
"Dam here you go again with your dam walks such a hippy, gotta be one with the trees, feel the air kiss your cheeks, or at least make use with those granola shoes your wearing.
Chea looks at Lia you must really miss me that much to be talking all this shit I miss you too."
The two went for a walk in a neighborhood they both grew up in. Outsiders says its a bad area ,drug runs, fights ,folks geting beat up for thier kicks or money.
Folks around town knew better to mess with them because they are considered old school. All the locals would naturally shares thier funny simple waves of love in ways that may seem familar to them.
"So you do remember that time at church" Lia curiously asked.
"Yeah I could never forget, what got me is watching the white paster touching everyones head yelling and they would fall to the ground ,and I got scared when I saw you fell."
Lia continued walking staring at the ground "Yeah thats what I wanted to talk to you about,14 years has past since then. That time Pastor Wendell touched my head and ,I dropped to the ground cause everyone else did and I didn't want to be the only one standing up.¬ So I joined the rest of them.
Chea couldnt stop laughing,"that is so funny." Lia justified "We'll I guess you have to start some where with your search in Life"
Chea reached over and hugged her sister and ask so have you found what you where looking for?
Nice moment between siblings, maybe after a dramatic separation? maybe long overdue - this invites many questions--
ReplyDeleteInterruptions... the repeated thought comes to my mind, trips me up reading and re-reading this:
"away for awhile" (since? what was their moment before this dialog, the initial meeting?)
"mom and dad's views" (like what?)
"happier, more free" "renewed a sensation" (compared to what?)
"church" (what is NOT said, more than the white pastor/white group, the need/fear? of seeming to be different, conform, give in)
These are examples of the "swerves", veering away from the moments that when you go deeper, become more significant, applicable (to viewers/readers), universal in its specific-ness. Sound bytes: street noises, car radios, birds, laughter, greetings, loud voices. If one sister is 'granola shoes', what is the other sister?
What may have helped promote the reunion if you can connect to a similar situation that happened during Lea's time "to learn, grow, and explore"? I hope these comments help. See you Friday.
Friday's writing: Good buildup to a very chilling image:
ReplyDelete"the way my parents taught me" sets a tone, changes the mood darkly, as it started innocently and even lovingly: "do anything for that lady."
"I wanted her to 'get it', to understand, to Obey, to be Afraid of us." Dezi has already taken on his method, "so I copy you...like when you get mad." And the awful rule: "if she tells anyone..." It's a cycle in the making--how will the followup go? How can anyone process a response to that decisive moment in her own adulthood, in her relationships? How did that influence the choice of where she now gives lovingly and willingly, in groups whose missions are to help in their communities and maybe to her surprise, to helping herself? I hope you continue to write about connecting this early incident to current ones.