Friday, 4 August 2006

Robbed

When you were a child, everything was possible. Nothing was impossible. You were fed, clothed and instructed. No worries about tomorrow. Dreams about tomorrow instead.

When you were a child you were a nurse now, later a cop, yesterday you wanted to be Jackie Chan, a soldier but right now you wanted to be President. When you grew older.

When you were a child your parents were there for you.

Remember when you fell from you bike? Mum was there to calm, comfort and take care of you. When Big Bully bullied you at school Dad taught you a trick or two.

When you were a child you played bang bang you're dead and everybody ressurected after a few seconds an had a big laugh.

When you were a child, you thought "action-less" and "blood-less" movies sucked.

Today your life is a movie only no one ressurects.

Today you don't dream anymore, you've been robbed of your childhood.

Today what you want to do when you grow up is be alive.

[This is for all the children of the world reffered to by some as "collateral damage"].
[Ceci est pour tous les enfants du monde appelés par certains "domages collattereaux"].

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18 comments:

Hyperion said...

Very powerful.

We like to look at the abstract and talk of justification, and these things are true as far as they go.

But it's always good to pause and appreciate what's really being lost, if only for solemnity's sake.

ChickyBabe said...

Very poignant post, Fitena. Your words touched my heart.

Fitèna said...

Hyperion, thank you. The reason why one pauses to think and ponder over such situations does not matter. What matters is that you've paused to think it over.

Chickybabe, am glad this post has at least achieved touching a heart. It hurts so much to see so much misery and be completely powerless about it. Thank you.

Fitèna

Margaret said...

You're such a powerful writer. It's funny how adult we want to be as children.

waz said...

wow!
i'm speechless!

Karen Little said...

Another great post! I particularly liked the graphic...

Jack's Shack said...

Well said.

darlin nikki said...

If that doesn't make people stop and consider then I wonder about their hearts. Beautifully said Fitena.

atpanda said...

I miss being a kid and not having to worry about anything. The most you worried about was whether or not your parents would catch you eating snacks before dinner. Now we have to worry about bills and money and jobs and.....life. So depressing. And so wonderful.

Fitèna said...

Margaret, I was inspired. Isn't it? I always saw myself as a chic sophiesticated adult doctor. I now can't even bear hearing people describing their ails!

waz, please say something! :-)

Karen Little, thank you! I used paint.

Jack's Shack, there are some sbjects that can just not be wrongly talked about.

darlin nikki, you got the purpose of this post! Just a reflection!

atpanda, you're so very right! What we miss is the insouciance of childhood! What am trying to say here is that some children are being denied this right to be insouciant and live their kid life!

Fitèna

Adeline said...

Fitena I appreciate your writing...

keep on!

Egan said...

Lost innocence, it's really too bad. I had a wonderful childhood and can only hope to raise kids that will enjoy theirs as much as I did mine. Merci!

Jaimie said...

Nicely written.

Fitèna said...

Adeline, I know. I remember that post of yours about child slavery (if am recalling it right). It touched me.

Egan, I wish you the fullfillment of your hope.
Its funny you saying that ecause that's the only thought that springs to my mind whenever I happen to come accross the news on TV.
Je t'en prie. C'est moi qui te remercie.

Jaimie, welcome back! And thank you!

Justine said...

yep.
hey I really liked your story about snob girl!
:-)

Thérèse said...

Awww. Sadness.

Fitèna said...

Hey Justine, glad to see you back!!! Well, she's still a snob! ;-)

thèrése, welcome!
Yeah, it's sad isn't it? But life goes on.

Fitèna

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