The Fence

Photo: © Russell Gayer

 

“We don’t go There,” Mama always warned. “Ever.”

“There” was beyond the fence. Where the embankment locked in perpetual shadows and where the yellow cliffs rose shining in the sun and where the scary things lived and mortal danger was certain to find you.

As a child I never questioned the relative flimsiness of the wire fence and how it possibly prevented such pervasive awfulness from invading the compound.

It wasn’t until much later that it occurred to me to wonder whether both the fence and its electric bite were there to keep us in.

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

 

26 thoughts on “The Fence

    • Thank you, dear Rochelle!
      Indeed things can often be very different than what one is made to believe they are. Part of growing up includes questioning supposed axioms about reality, rules, and reflexive old-tapes … but this does not make it an easy growing-up, especially in those cases where one realizes they’d been systematically misled. A lot more to patch up then. Thank you for this comment! 🙂 Na’ama

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  1. Good one… One can imagine the perspective of a child raised in captivity who wouldn’t even realize they were caged until by some chance the reality is revealed… need a sequel for that. 🙂 ❤

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    • Hi Jelli,
      Indeed, children will believe the reality they are told (they have no other frame of reference when very young) no matter how incredulous. Some never question it. Some – captive or not – begin to wonder whether what they’re told is all there is or if there is more to reality than meets the eye and had been stated to them.
      Re: sequel … a few other people on twitter and facebook had stated the same … so, who knows … there may just be one … 😉
      Thank you for the comment!

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    • Indeed, and often times walls ans fences aren’t quite as necessary as one is told they are, especially when those are pushed in propaganda as meant to protect one from a supposed ‘invasion’ when in fact they’re meant as an altar to power, greed, and fear-mongering.

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    • Sometimes you may think you are … but other times a little nagging thought begins to collect mismatching statements and wonder about reality and a worm of doubt may start forming alternative hypotheses to what you’d been told. Some act on these. Some crush them because doubt and change may involve confrontation and they aren’t ready for it. This is true especially for any closed society/community/family, where authoritative ‘rule’ is meant to override independent thought or questioning. What one is told is often not what is truth, but what is meant to control. … Thank you for the comment, my dear Dale!

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  2. Very good story, and so true. Sometimes it’s an electric fence that separates people, sometimes it’s the fences they build in their heads and hearts. Blind belief never tears these down.

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