Friends who have been reading my personal blog would likely have read the post call “A Big Sea, am I” over there.

That post did not refer to adults only , it referred to children too.

Today, something reminded me of a boy who once came across my path and told me his story. Later, I was lucky enough to speak with the ‘main characters’ whom he talked about and found myself pitying the boy. This was his story, I shall call him ‘S’…..

‘S’ was the first child to the family. His young parents were really lost in taking care of a newborn. So ‘S’ was fully taken care of by his Granny. All that the parents did was caress his little head each time they came home from work and then they would retire back to their bedroom.

‘S’ slept with Granny, ate with Granny, played with Granny. ‘S’ was more like Granny’s son, than a grandson.

Time passed. Granny had more and more issues with ‘S’s Mommy. They often quarreled and were unhappy staying under the same roof. But because of ‘S’, both women refused to stay separately.

Granny started to nag about ‘S’s Mommy. Granny even went to the extend of saying horrible things about ‘S’s Mommy to ‘S’.

“Your Mommy don’t love you. Look at her, doesn’t even play with you. Come home, eat dinner, go to bed. She is a horrible Mother.”

“Your Mommy is an idiot. Stupid Fool. Cannot even accomplish simple tasks.”

Years passed. ‘S’s brain had been conditioned to think that his Mommy was really such a terrible person. ‘S’ was too young to understand the complexity of the adults’ mind.

‘S’ hated his mother. ‘S’ had no respect for his mother.

Yet, instead of winning his son’s heart with time and communication, his mother used money to buy his love. She bought almost whatever ‘S’ asked for. Even though some of which were ridiculous request from a young child. ‘S’s Mommy would still pay for the item in order, or rather was hoping, to win the heart of her son.

But the bad image of ‘S’s Mommy was rooted too deeply into the child’s mind. No money could erase that black patch away.

‘S’ trusted no one except Granny.

Some time passed, Granny realised that her health was deteriorating. Her heart ached to realise that ‘S’ would be lonely. Granny in her old and confused mind decided to do something which I completely did not agree to and had tried to ‘convince’ her NOT to, but failed.

She decided to push ‘S’ away by doing things that ‘S’ did not like. Granny’s hope was to make ‘S’ dislike her, so that he could run to his mother and would not be too upset if Granny passed away.

Granny started to hit him. Scold him without a valid reason. Literally pushed him away and tell him how much she hated the sight of him. Awful statements like:

“Go away! The sight of you makes me puke!”

“You have become such a bad boy. I hate you. Get lost! Go to your Mother!”

“Don’t look at me. I do not even want to look at you. Everything that you do makes me sick!”

“Don’t talk to me. Don’t even feel like hearing your voice.”

The words got harsher over time and the hitting got worse.

But to ‘S’, Granny was all that he had and all that he cared for. So no matter what Granny said or did to him, he continued to stick close to her.

I told Granny that whatever she was doing would drive ‘S’ crazy! ‘S’ was only 8 years old then. But the old lady insisted. Yet her actions contradicted herself. She still bad mouthed ‘S’s Mommy to ‘S’, yet she kept pushing ‘S’ to his Mommy.

Can you imagine how confused the little boy was???!!!!

*sigh*

*shake head*

The last time I spoke with ‘S’, he told me, he hated BOTH of them.

*heart sank*

‘S’ and I are no longer in contact and I just wished that he is all happy and well now….

***Something I saw today reminded me of him, a child whom I  ‘counselled’ some years back. I needed to release my emotions, can’t help but to let it all out here……