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6 AM:

Shuts off alarm

rubs eyes

places my small feet on the cold hard wood

 

6:30 AM:

Reaches proudly for favorite colored poncho

aka hideous lump of fabric

that I loved

black socks

black headband

 

6:45 AM:

Slide

Slide

Slide my way to the kitchen

Giggles

Slide

Picks up the glass of milk

Lets the warm, sweet milk run down my throat

 

6:50 AM:

Notices Amma watching

Sip

Sip

Glance

Still watching

Sip

Sip

Glance

Still watching

Sip

Sip

Sip

S – “what Amma?”

S – Silence.

 

6:55 AM:

Reaches for black sneakers

Through the loop

around the tree

almost…

almost…

almost…

got it!

Big grin.

 

7:00 AM:

Amma’s watching again

Ignores it.

Awkward.

Purses lips.

Looks down.

Glances.

Still watching.

Looks down.

Glances.

Still watching.

Still watching.

Still watching.

“STOP!”

I want to scream.

but doesn’t.

Glances.

Still watching.

“Amma”

“yes”

“What?”

“Penn ayali, at least ichiri can mashi itonde po” *if you’re a girl, at least pretend to be and put on some eye-liner and go”*

Silence.

“Ena?” *what?*

Silence.

 

7:05 AM:

Silence

 

7:10 AM:

Silence

 

7:15 AM:

Think

Retrace steps.

Shut off alarm.

Tydye poncho.

Slide.

Slide.

Giggle.

Sip.

Black sneakers.

Tie.

Glance.

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

Glance.

Silence.

 

7:20 AM:

Regret.

Silence.

 

7:25 AM:

Put on kajol.

Force smile.

Kiss mom on cheek.

 

7:30 AM:

Regret.

Silence.

Leave for school.

 

-The story of a young girl’s first experience of societal expectations, stripping her of herself, as subtle as a petal being torn from the center, and gently hitting the floor.

By Anonymous 

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