Non-Fiction Fiction: People Watching

Korean dramas are the best,
They sat in the cafe and he asked her if she had ever gone ‘people watching’
Just a glance and you can tell a story,
It might not be the right one but it’ll be a story of humanity.

I sat there in the salon while my mother let the the chemicals lengthen her hair,
She asks me if i noticed her hair had grown longer,
It was stronger it seemed and she wasn’t sure if it was the noni juice or the emily millionaire.
While she went to wash her hair,
The woman with 2 sons, one a baby and one a younger and 3 girls yelled at a drak skinned girl for combing her weave with the small tooth comb.
The woman claimed that she had done the same thing yesterday and she needed to stop before she got slapped.
Then i remember to people watch.

I figured this dark skinned, teenager must have been her house help.
I figured because she had her hair cut unlike the littele girls. The littlest petit with conrows, the middle bear with a weave and the possible oldest 9 year old with nicely straightened long hair.
I aslo figured that she was the help because she wasn’t wearing the type of clothes the other kids were wearing.
She wore a navy blue skirt with thin white stripes and a white top with pink flowery lacey designs around the neck with three pink stones. Her outfit wasn’t fashionable, it was one of those cheap ones that you saw hanging outside an igbo vendor’s stall.
She sat there quite with her eyes silent, looking straight ahead and not seeing a thing.

I tried to picture her life if she had not been a maid,
At first i thought maybe she could be a model,
But she had a little gout, but that could be worked off…
Then i look at her legs and notice a bunch of scars,
Old burns it seemed and I wonder who did it…
Was it the woman with the natural patchy hair that threatened to slap her, or was it someone before…
Perhaps an uncle or aunt that had not sacrificed to take her to school when her parents went away… They had decided to send her to work for herself.
Although her life might not be sad,
I couldn’t help but wonder what her story was in those silent eyes…
Maybe she was happy that she didn’t starve and maybe this work helped her escape the abusive uncle,
Maybe the woman sent her to school, probably a cheap one that wasn’t as good as her kids, but she was glad to learn her abcs.

Then I snap out of my thoughts because I think I have been staring…
There just might be a thing to this people watching thing.
Korean dramas truly are amazing

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One thought on “Non-Fiction Fiction: People Watching

  1. People watching?I do it all the time….most of the time our minds read the situation correctly!This is a nice one!

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