She wonders back, long before civilization. she was young, all she knew of was her grandma, or how does she call the woman who married her mother to bare children for her through her husband? They say she talked to spirits, she believed them. How could she forget? That day when she came home from fetching water to see her grandma dance through the fire barefooted.
she can swear that her grandma’s ghost lit a torch for her whenever she had to go home late through the bushes and valleys from school.
Never will she ever forget when she dug a pit and burried them there to chase away the evil spirits. How long she stayed in that pit, How they all survived only her grandma can explain.
Her grandma was wierd. she used to call snakes visitors. she remembers a snake crawling from her grandma’s bedroom to stop her kid brother from crying. The little one started laughing immediately she saw “The visitor” only for the old lady to say that they should cook for the visitor and thank him. A snake really?
That old lady gave her good life lessons, wierd she was.wisdom was part of her too. she taught her on finishing her chores early, being clean in order for the gods to be happy when they visit. How afraid she used to get when her grandma told stories about spirit world and the sea spirits.
As she prepares to go home from her office through the same old road, she gets goosebumps because she still can swear to hearing her grandma’s voice calling her to join the sea goddess in the river, to dance with the tree spirits in the bushes and to laugh with the spirits of her ancestors to scare the little ones.
she has to get home though. To us, her grandchildren and tell us more stories about our great great grandma. I see her ghost too,dancing through the fire and singing to me,
oh little one,
listen to the folks,
see through me,
Embrace the tradition,
or I’ll find you,
And feed you to the gods.