There are sometimes tales that you can’t believe ever really happened. It was on a nice Saturday afternoon that I heard one such tale.
I’d been tasked by dad to mow the lawn and to clean up the old shack next to our house. It had taken me most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon.
As I finally closed the doors of the shack I noticed our next door neighbor, Mister Kunze, sitting outside on a bench in front of his house. He was reading from what I assumed to be his bible.
It was time to go to the supermarket. Thomas loathed going there with all his heart. He didn’t want to meet familiar people. He was chubby and was ashamed of himself. During his school years, he had been a typical object of humiliation. Unfortunately, now, when he was a grown up, nothing really had changed. Maybe people weren’t humiliating him physically but talked and mumbled behind his back without hesitation. In truth, this often didn’t even happen behind his back. The most impudent ones freely ridiculed him right in his face. That was the reason why Thomas didn’t like supermarket so much. There he could only become a subject of humiliation.