| Another ten minutes - Good boy, bad boy.. |
| Posted on 23/06/05 at 05:57 by NGONGE |
When I was an infant, whenever I did anything good my mother would praise me and tell me what a good boy I was. She didnt really spoil me, or ignore me. My mother was just right. Her friends, the neighbours, aunts, relatives and even passers by are the ones that spoilt me. If I eat my food they would all whoop and holler at the achievement of the good boy; he licked his plate clean, isnt he the most adorable and perfect boy? They would all yell!
Whenever I did anything wrong my father would reprimand me and tell me what a naughty boy I was. He didnt really treat me badly. My father was just right. His friends, the neighbours, aunts, relatives and even passers by are the ones that turned me into the nervous wreck that I am today. If I kicked a ball, they would all scream and shout at the actions of the naughty boy! He almost broke a window, have you ever met a naughtier boy? They would all cry!
This praise and telling off followed me around for years. As an infant, all these people limited my movement with their praise and rebuke. I could hardly do a thing without being told that I was a good boy or a naughty boy. Sometimes they were not even sure if I was good or bad; some would praise me and others would tell me off at exactly the same time and for exactly the same act! They had me on a tight noose, if I went left they would scream and shout, and if I went right, they would whoop and holler.
With time and the advancing of years, what I thought was a noose turned out to be a long thread! I was being mummified alive! Now, they didnt praise me openly, they gave me contented looks. They paid me compliments and did me favours if they saw that I was a good boy. On the other hand, when I was a naughty boy, they would stop speaking to me, threaten me with violence or withdraw favours! The noose that was really a thread was being woven into a big shirt of morality! Now when I look back to my school years, I only remember the teachers who were in on this parental conspiracy. All the teachers I remember have contributed into the making of this shirt. Those that I can not remember, probably never noticed I even existed.
Last night, after getting off the bus on my way back from work, I decided not to rush home. Instead, I thought I would savour the unusual hot weather and go for a stroll. As I leisurely walked around and daydreamt about computer experts and their strange habit of giving their inventions the weirdest of names, I noticed that the guy in front of me had has wallet hanging out of his back pocket! I carried on daydreaming about Mice, Cookies and Rams.
I drifted from Apple Macs to Big Macs, from Bytes to Bites, from windows to offices! I then noticed that the guy in front of me had no wallet in his back pocket! I wondered if he dropped it. What if he had all his life savings there? I could have prevented this loss from taking place; I could have been a good boy!
I stopped and looked at the floor, I looked behind me and retraced my steps. I found no wallet. The man was disappearing in the distance. He lost his wallet and he didnt even know it! I ran after him and started calling. He finally saw me and stopped. When I reached him, I was out of breath. I quickly asked him if he had his wallet on him. He looked worried and took a couple of steps backwards! I put my arms up to show him that Im a peaceful man and mean him no harm. He misunderstood my gesture and took a couple more steps backwards. I put my arms behind my back hoping that this time hell see that Im not mugger or troublemaker. He panicked and started shouting whats that in your hand, whats that in your hand?
This man was a coward. There was no way I could reason with him. If I showed him my hands, he panicked, and if hid my hands he screamed. I finally took two steps back and told him that if he promised to stay where he is, Ill retreat to a distance where my arms cant reach him. He stood there looking at me with his cowardly wide eyes without indicating agreement or rejection of my suggestion! I decided that silence was a better response than panic, and started backing off slowly.
As I did this, I started asking him if he was ready to hear what I had to say. He said yes and instinctively took a step backwards. That was not part of our deal! I told him so, loudly. He was startled and took another step back. I was getting fed up of this entire game. I told him so. He stared at me but didnt reply. I stared back at him and saw that he was ready to jump back at the slightest movement from my side. I smiled. He looked confused but didnt smile back at me. We needed to solve this standoff.
I finally told him that I would turn my face to the wall and have my hands up (like in police searches on TV). I told him that all he had to do was to listen to what I had to say, he didnt even need to search me. He kept on staring at me idiotically. When I pressed him for an answer, he nodded his agreement. I turned my face towards the wall and told him the story of his wallet and how the Apple Macs and Big Macs distracted me from telling him earlier and preventing this whole tragedy from taking place.
I was half way through my story when I heard a young childs voice shout the man you were talking to just legged it ! I quickly looked around and saw him running into the distance. He was a coward and a liar! I gave chase but he had too much of a head start on me. I stopped.
Had the approvers and accusers of my yesteryears left me alone to find my way in the world without all their praise and condemnations, I probably would not have lost to that lying coward and turned what promised to be a lovely and hot night into a stuffy and miserable one!
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