"You know, James, that you are an object.
The way you sit here in silence despite all my efforts to educate you!" Tears welled up in James’ eyes.
He turned his head so she could not see.
And still he would not speak.
Later on he would write.
He would write down that the hurt inflicted by her words was simply too much.
All he could do was sit like an object, while her words were squeezing the air, the life out of him like an iron clamp.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2010)
Written with educate, object, silence for 3WW, from whence these words came. There are these kids (and eventually they become adults) who are unable to defend themselves against certain people, usually people they love. They should stand up for themselves instead of sitting transfixed and taking the crap dished out by these people who profess to care about them. I know from experience.
All he could do is sit like an object, while her words were squeezing the air, the life out of him like an iron clamp. ..
ReplyDeletelove these lines, magical wriitng..
Wow. You surpass yourself yet again. This is my newest favourite post of yours. And the irony of this piece is just breathtakingly perfect.
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