Oh...... I guess I kind of put the puzzles and pieces together of how I came to be at the time (even though it wasn't the real story). But then again, it never really bothered me not knowing the truth. At one point, while watching Disney's Dumbo, my mother told me again and pointed, "THAT's actually how your sister came about". Did I come that way too?? Looking back now, I find it amusing; the stories my parents had to make up to avoid telling us the truth.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
How I came to be (Retold)
I am the youngest in the family, with 2 elder sisters. When I was younger, I remembered always asking my mother, "why do I have sisters? Where did they come from?" My mother used to tell me, "Your eldest sister was found in the trash can outside the house, and your second sister was found in the flower pot, outside the house,"
Oh...... I guess I kind of put the puzzles and pieces together of how I came to be at the time (even though it wasn't the real story). But then again, it never really bothered me not knowing the truth. At one point, while watching Disney's Dumbo, my mother told me again and pointed, "THAT's actually how your sister came about". Did I come that way too?? Looking back now, I find it amusing; the stories my parents had to make up to avoid telling us the truth.
"Now Zeus felt the crown of his skull being scraped by Athena's sharp javelin. Everything about that little girl was sharp: her eyes, her mind--now living in the mind of her father--the point of her helment. ...Athena had appeared in the crack of his skull, her weapons sparkling, ...She had climbed down to the ground and was walking away from her father," (Calasso 225-226)
Oh...... I guess I kind of put the puzzles and pieces together of how I came to be at the time (even though it wasn't the real story). But then again, it never really bothered me not knowing the truth. At one point, while watching Disney's Dumbo, my mother told me again and pointed, "THAT's actually how your sister came about". Did I come that way too?? Looking back now, I find it amusing; the stories my parents had to make up to avoid telling us the truth.
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