My brother and I did not know that there was anything wrong with bathing together. We did it all the time. Until an unexpected visit from a loud mouth woman of stocky build scolded us. As usual we were home alone and obviously she was a distant relative.
"You children are dirty, you need to go bathe right now."
Without question off we ran to the bathroom, and as we were undressing together and entering the tub one at a time, she shouted.
"Lord me God, you two children are NOT to bathe together!"
We had no clue as to why not yet she instilled such fear into why not that we just stopped bathing together. That was not the only thing that she picked on. She examined both our mouths and scolded us.
"...look at your teeth, when was the last time that you brushed them?! You must get up every morning and brush your teeth and wash your little faces, before you do anything else."
By the time she left, we were changed forever. I got up every morning and washed my little face and sometimes I'd brush my teeth. I think it went the same for my brother. We grew up with beautiful teeth. White teeth is a Jamaican pride.
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Thanks for your friend request but at this time , for very serious reasons, I am not accepting 'friends' who I don't know.
Your memoirs are very interesting..I can relate to the 'family friends' and 'uncles' who abused small children at will, and instilled the fear of God in them not to tell.I have intimate memories of such happenings, which were repressed, and have left me scarred to the core. No doubt the personal journey to healing must be undertaken for a successful relationship to occur...I await my healing.
Blessings to you and your journey..
Arlene Dundas-Saunders
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