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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Uncles/Aunts (04/17/08)

TITLE: Animals!
By Funmi Betty


Uncle Ben/ Aunt Rose,

Animals! That was both of your middle names. It was so unfortunate to have met you. Your vile practice of maltreatment conceived a child in me and the product was hatred – strong and powerful hatred of a high degree for you two. Aunt, I’m very sure sweet Grandma never knew she was carrying such a wicked child in her womb; else, she would have flushed you out of her system before you were born.

Due to the fact that I was orphaned in the war, you had a claim over me. You said it was a claim of parenthood. You promised heaven and earth, sun and moon. I believed you but blatant liars you were, you had selfish motives instead.

The motive of turning me into your slave, the motive of making me an illiterate. Were my parents so bad to you that you had to visit their sins on my head?

I remember those nights I slept in the kitchen and how I hawked terribly for your feeding. Work! Work!! Work!!! That was the only language you understood. I ate your leftovers as meals, if there were any, and if there were none, that was my ill luck. I learnt through hardship and many times I wish I were dead. No wonder, you never had a child of your own. God knew you were the worst replica of parenthood, the seed of bitterness, the wrong option of parents, the bad news of an innocent child….

Anyway, I’m glad you did all you did, because I wouldn’t have been a writer today. I was writing the daily bread of bitterness and hardship when I was with you. And now, I’m a lover of pen – a pen missionary!

Thanks to you for I learnt the hard way. I am now a changed person. Things turned around (for good), the cold night I ran away from your house. It wasn’t easy, but it was worth it. In case, you haven’t heard, I am now a graduate of economics.

Nevertheless, I love you a little – just a little!

Your handbag and one-time slave,

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Aaron Morrow04/25/08
Wow, this just reeks of bitterness, I love it.

I thought the grammar was a little choppy, but it works so well for this article. It gives it impact, like the anger is so great that Betty is just spitting out the words.

Great job, I pray this is fiction, if not praise God for the growth of a "pen missionary" from this pain. Keep writing!
Joanne Sher 04/26/08
So vivid - and definitely a very, VERY unique take on this topic. I also hope it is not true - it sure read like it was, though. Very engaging.
Carole Robishaw 04/27/08
Rather startling, very angry. But it sounds as if your MC turned what was bad into gold, thank you. I too hope this was just an excellent piece of fiction.
Josiah Kane04/28/08
The Uncle and Aunt are not animals. If an animal adopts an orphan, it cares for it well! You have put so much emotion into this piece that it radiates it out again—perfect for a spiteful letter.
Helen Dowd04/28/08
What a sad story! I am glad you had it in your heart to forgive in the end....It couldn't have been easy to forget the wrongs done to you. But now it looks like you are getting on with your life...God bless you...Helen