It is how I see them.
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I shrugged, not knowing what else to say that wouldn’t make it worse.
Solomon stood in the centre of the garden and leaned on the tall wood handle of his plow, waiting for me to continue. When I didn’t, he changed the subject.
“You asked me why I call Victorita Mrs. B,” he said. “You adults are judged by your profession, so I have nicknames for everyone. The world defines people by their work, no? You go somewhere as a man yet people are not interested in the man. They ask first, what do you do? As if what you do matters to what you are.”
“True,” I agreed.
“God sees people as what they are inside, not for what they do. So I have nicknames for people for the emotion they represent. It is how I see them.”
“So what does the ‘B’ stand for?”
“She‘s B for bitterness. She has a lifetime of bitterness from years of hanging on to the things people have done to her. And she worries about things that have never ever happened.”
I stared at the boy curiously.
“Solomon, are you really only 10?” He seemed much older, an 80 year old in a 10-year-old body. He was an old soul.
“I do not know,” he said frankly.
Extract from the book The Compass
By Tammy Kling
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