When I was a kid my very superstitious Nanay told me that if I went to sleep with my hair still wet while the fan was blowing on me I'd wake up the next morning blind. I was scared shitless and never showered at night, only during the day.
Then she told me that if I slept with my feet sticking out from under the blanket (as I was sometimes prone to do) demons would come from the dark, grab my feet, and thrash me around the room. Considering how the wet hair thing freaked me out, imagine what this one did to me.
When I was FOB at age 7 and trying to deal with my new life in America, I watched television all day. There was this Imperial Margarine commercial that came on, the one where the wife serves her husband toast with the margarine spread over it, he takes a bite, and suddenly a beautiful crown appears on his head while trumpets sound. I begged Nanay to buy me Imperial Margarine and, though she thought I was crazy or something for wanting that particular brand, she acquiesced and got it for me. I grabbed it from her hands, opened the plastic container and spread the margarine on bread and ate it. It took me several minutes of staring at the top of my head in the mirror to realize it wasn't gonna happen. I was seriously depressed for the rest of the day.
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