lookingup from of his book as he
walked into through the parking lot he saw a little boy emerge carrying a
schoolbag into the hot sunlight beside his father
his father was trying to have a
conversation with him I had a fine day today,
howbout you son?
the boyretarded
walked forward blinking madlyhot sun in his eyes he didnt respond
Son, now you mightyou could say .
. Dad, I had a good day too; your teacher said you had a very good day today.
the boy almost stumbledDad steadied
himhand at his shoulder as he struggled to lift the plaid schoolbag up to his
chest with his other hand he gripped itheld
it before him asif a shield
crossing in front of them he saw the
boys blinking ceasedgave way to a hard stare it wasnt directed at anything a faraway look
he recognised it his little brother was retarded they were here and not here entranced inhabiting a netherworld oblivious
he remembered thinking that if he
was protectedguarded itd be a nice place to go off to somewhere over the rainbow hurtle the horizon be A-WAY
unfortunately creeping fear broke
across the boys face because his father walked
beside him he didnt see it
then the boys expression
twistedagonised
the while his father had continued to try and cajole his son to converse he was diligentthough visibly irritated yet it did not reveal in the tenor his voice
as he continued walking he couldnt imagine
having a retarded childbe responsible for them the rest of their life his life
the little boy began to whine
pitifully then crysobbed
he understood it was the sunthe heat it was oppressive aggressive
all the years the boy had been
alive this creature this junior high twelve
or thirteen year old the heat hadnt been onehunednine
degrees September First
felt like walking in an oven
he thought creature the father was catchingup realising
the suddenheat his son was experiencing after being indoors embraced by airconditioning
the whole school day he thought creature because they innatelybasically understood Jungs
collective unconscious kollektives
Unbewusstes synchronised Unconscious a fineskein web cast around the earth engulfing it
communicating the fear of abnormal heatGet out of the sun seek shelter
save yourself
the boy staggered then began to walk backwardsretreating his father grabbed him by the shoulderhe sobbed louder
Yes son it is hot, but when we get to the car I’ll turn the airconditioning
on full blast, cool you down immediately.
the boy tried to shake his fathers
hand but couldnt
he heard the scuffle at his
back the father beginning to drag the
little creature forward INTO the sun INTO the blazing heat INTO annihilation INNATELY bound to his creaturesenseGET OUT OF
THE SUN SEEK SHELTER GET OUT OF THE SUN
midparking lot he assumedhe heard
an Umph
the fathers gaspbreath as he lifted the boy off his feetstill struggling bodily carrying him to the car as he sobbedscreamed unable to flee to hide from the hotwash of
the sun
a spectacle he heard did not watch
he wanted out of the sun too
his creature instincts were screaming
inside his head as loud as the little boy did
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1039, ReggaeFriday,
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