A SAD LETTER FROM A PREGNANT TEENAGE CHILD TO HER PARENTS DURING THIS COVID 19 PERIOD.
Dear Dad and Mom,
I have been with you on a long holiday ever since China released a virus on earth to kill us. Maybe you have wondered why I seem to have been a stranger to you. Some of you have blamed us for our weird monstrous behaviors and sometimes accused us of having foreign habits deviant of what YOU ALWAYS THINK you taught us.
Dad and Mom, you taught us nothing but what we are right now. The only parents we had were our teachers.
You never paid attention to me and my basic needs.
Look at this,
~ I started baby class at 3 years, spent a day with a strange woman who taught me how to speak and sing. You were busy either at work or gossiping in the village. I lacked parental care and attention.
~ I joined nursery school at 5 years. You still had no time for me. The only time I sat with you was during my homework hours when you shouted at me while pinching my ears for writing 6 as 9 or letter g.
~ After homework it was the housemaid that attended to me cos you were busy watching some La Revancha, La Mujer de mi Vida or some Mexican or Philippino soaps. Dad, you were busy watching the UEFA Cup match.
~ How I slept or woke up was the house maid's business. She took me to school while pinching my ears to walk faster as she gossiped with fellow maids or flirted with boys. You had no time for me. I learned how to speak like our maid.
~ I spent 10 hours with my new parent, a teacher.
Teachers need a pat on the back. We were 105 students in class and the teachers ensured that they attended to ALL OF US. You had ME ONLY, and you failed to attend to my needs.
~ During weekends, both of you or each one of you had time to socialize with buddies. You left us with the housemaid who either brought boyfriends at home or sneaked out to see some boyfriends. Sometimes she taught us sex and pinched our ears not to tell you. We obeyed cos she had replaced you as our guide and role model. She was like our elder sister.
~ Come Monday to Friday we went back to our great parents, our teachers who spent the bigger part of our lives with us.
~ I reached puberty.
It's our housemaid who introduced us to boys as friends who made our bodies feel good, excited, and sweet. You were still glued on TV. I saw you broadly smile whenever Alejandro kissed Margarita and I also wanted to feel what made you smile at the TV soaps.
~ I went to high school. The only thing that connected me with you was the school fees you paid. I had completely lost my parents. I had peer pressure, new adventures, and tastes.
COVID 19, we were home with you as strangers, and you cared less about us. We lost connection at Baby Class. Our bodies burn with lust and now we do act on what we watched you watch in soaps.
Why blame me for doing what you enjoyed watching on TV? Can't you take full responsibility for allowing me to get pregnant?
What morals did you teach me when you smiled at the very immorality you now blame me of?
Dad and Mom, please don't blame me for anything. Don't blame my teachers. Don't blame drugs or sex. Don't blame that boy, maybe he also had parents like you who bothered less.
Go back to where you lost me, find me back and help me out of this mess you allowed me in.
Your pregnant daughter