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Topic: Rejection (11/15/04)

TITLE: This Place
By Susanne Williams
11/19/04

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Why do Mommy and Daddy always leave me in this place?
This place where everything is so strange. One day, they
took me to this place and since then, I have not left.
Mommy and Daddy come and go but I can not go with them.
They always turn their backs and walk away from me. They
always leave me in this place.

I have a bed in this place. Around my bed are people I
don't know. Their clothes always look the same. Sometimes,
they take me to where there is warm water. The water is in
a big bathtub. The people I don't know move me around in
the water. On the way, to the water, I see more people
lying down inside of something. I can only see their heads.

My shoes are stuck to a round board at the bottom of my
bed. The board turns around. I have to keep my feet in
my shoes when I am in bed.

At the bottom of my bed is a bag that has my toys in it.
One day, when my feet were out of my shoes, I looked in the
bag and I found a piece of candy. Before I could eat it,
one of the people I don't know came to my bed. They scolded
me and took away my candy.

Why do Mommy and Daddy always leave me in this place? Why
do they come and then go away? Why do they turn their backs
to me and then leave me? No matter how hard I cry or scream or
fight the people I don't know, Mommy and Daddy will not take
me home with them. They always leave me in this place. Why?

The above words are my only memories, as a four year child,
of having polio and my hospital stay of six weeks.


Member Comments
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Melanie Kerr 11/22/04
You very effectively convey the confusion of the child and how things don't make sense. Very compelling to read.
Karen O'Leary11/24/04
You conveyed the confusion and pain of a child effectively. Good job.
Norma OGrady11/25/04
nice written poem
Yeshua bless
Debbie OConnor11/28/04
Wow, this is a tough one. Well-written from the perspective of a four-year-old. I'm so sorry you had to endure this.
Barbara Thompson-Young02/21/05
Oh, we have more in common that I realized! My brother had polio.