Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of Woundsstore. Greeting was a forgotten gesture. But it was betterthan when looked at you in a very curious way.People came to town with their mind set that thewoman over there was the wife of … One day, whenmy observers where so close I could not stop my self, Isaid, “Do you think I am an animal of zoo?” They didn’texpect this, so they said something and left.. . …It was not so difficult for the adults that use theirlogic, but what about Ana that was still a sensible, kindand friendly child? Could Ana understand that herteacher acted the same with all the other children in thekindergarten? Ana was happy when she saw her onthe road and called her …Teacher…. but her teacheracted differently, especially when Ana was with us. Thesame happened with her friends when their parentsaccompanied them.Ana could not understand. Was it her mother’s andher grandmother’s fault that kept her tightly by herhand? She got angry and cried and bit the hand to lether go. Then she would tell us “mom is bad” or “grandmotheris bad”. We were sad, but what could we do?Only when we went home she was again that kind,quiet child and asked for forgiveness, but she still didn’tknow we were condemned to the same way she was.Once Xhija, the nursery tutor said, “The child is alittle dirty.” I didn’t understand. Dirty meant she hadlice. I couldn’t find the cause. Ana had no friends out ofthe nursery. But I didn’t think she caught the lice there.I continue to idealize these institutions where parentsleave the children out of need. At the old nursery therewas only one episode, but at the new one, the one Drania49