“There are people who will come around anytime to pick kids and sell them to the Muslims”, an Aunt had warned us. We were silent for a while but we started screaming and running around again after few minutes.
One time, my Mom came home with sad news. She said, it’s going to be the end of the world and the “666” or the Devil Cult will ruin the world. Somebody broke the news in their office and had presented some horrible evidences. I didn’t quiet comprehend the story but I was definitely bothered. I was so scared to die at that time. She said, we have to be prepared all the time and repent our sins.
One morning, my friend cried when we were going out on the streets, pointing and shouting at the plane on the skies. She was so nervous and restless, looking for a place to hide. Planes seldom appear in our skies. So we had to scream out loud, hoping that the plane would hear us. Most of us were happy but my friend. Her parents told her that if planes are around, there’s going to be a lot of bombing and the war will start.
When we were kids, we always hear the older people telling us not to go far away from our house. There are humans and fairies that will kidnap us. And so, when a neighbor happily announced that a huge truck full of Muslims was stranded on the mainland, I was jumping for joy. I thought we had won the war! He said there were tons of guns on the truck too. The Muslims are coming to visit and tour the island but when the coast guard saw the guns, they refused to let them board. I had thought we are living in a safe haven and nobody can conquer our island!
Looking back, I can just laugh at all those ignorant observations of our elders. I don’t blame them. My husband would call it verbal abuse though.