I still think about the baby in the jar. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful. I am not sure if he tried to suck his thumb. Perhaps he did. Why did he die or did he just leave? I don't believe my mother would have been happier if he was alive. What you want is never what it is like if you have it. A sweet-looking baby changes in a fat bully, a mean person, with acné, a bad health. The voice is not pleasant, the hair not as expected and if it still wears diapers, stutters or plays in the dirt it will make my mother angry. She forgets and will beat it with a whip, leather belt, her high heels or the iron dog leash... Perhaps the baby saw it, heard my mother's voice, her scolding and cursing, knew how it would be and left. His soul left that little body and floats around and watches those people who should be his loving parents and family.
What if he is still here? The soul I mean. It grew older and no longer fits in the tiny body locked in the jar. Where can it go to? I don't think two souls in one body fit. They will fight and one has to leave or keep silent for ever.
It reminds me of the poor souls in that man. They asked for a body but Jesus didn't give one to them not helped them. They asked to stay in the pigs. Jesus said it was fine. Those poor pigs must have felt so confused. They ran off and fell of a cliff... It sounds cruel to me. Those souls should receive help not be abandoned but I think Jesus cares more about walking up girls out of the death and doesn't care about the animals at all. What did those pigs do wrong?
If you are cruel to animals you are not a good person. It's hard to be good, I don't think anyone is and will go to heaven.
Friday
November 6, 2020
I was out of bed at 6 a.m. The house needs to be cleaned. We had breakfast in the kitchen. As long as my dad cleans the bathroom, kitchen, does the garden, car and shed it's not as much work. Only four rooms, 2 hallways, two toilets and a living left, next to making beds, ironing and polishing shoes, about six hours work.
We clean and clean and my hands are always wounded, covered by eczema. It's the same with my face. My mother says she does all the cleaning because of my allergies but she hardly cleans. She makes me clean. If I am allergic shouldn't I stay away from the thick woolen carpet, the dust, dirt, the vacuum cleaner and all those cleaning products?
My dad and I did the shopping after the bakery delivered the bread, cookies and a box of 'old' bread for the dogs.
In the evening I was allowed to watch a new episode of 'Swiebertje' and after that my dad watched TopPop. It's a music program.
Saturday
November 7, 2020
Cleaning the house, Sunday school, just sitting and waiting till the day is over.
My mother cooked like she always does on Sunday's if we do not visit a restaurant or visit my grandmother. We sit around the table in the living. It's the only day of the week. Speaking is not allowed. Her food I don't like, it's too much but I have to eat it because Biafra is hungry. I don't understand what Biafra has to do with what she feeds me.
Sunday
November 8, 2020
The prompt used sit around the table is provided by @mariannewest.
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I think your article has nice topics, it talks about a boy and a mother and the mushroom photo reminds me of my father because they are nice vegetables, you can't find them easily. The boy must be special to her mother, it can make me cry too. Another type of mushroom is broccoli it's nice guys. Broccoli is the right ingredient for your salads as well. Add mayo on it.
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