The horrifyng net #5
You are listening to the program “1001 green things” of Phuc Khang Corporation. This time, I would like to tell you a story of “THE HORRIFYNG NET”.
Dear Mom, I am now dreaming of my childhood. I was then a mischievous demanding deer. I used to skip napping to hang out with friends in the burning sunshine. In the afternoon, I joined in the fun far and wide, forgetting that all lights went out. Mom used to eye every tiny cave or hollow at the base of the tree, looking for me. Your glint was filled with anger at me, a little criticism and anxiety. I was too young to know what either hurt or heart is. Just being beaten or slightly falling, I burst into tears so that Mom could hug me tightly, anxiously and caringly. Such glint of your care warmed and eased my mind.
Yesterday as usual, I, without your permission, followed the butterflies and the bees collecting nectar. I had fun myself in the heart of the peaceful nature and imposing forest. I thought that Mom would be angrily shouting at me but I would be fine because my little sniveling would earn your forgiveness right away.
But no, dear Mom, I am lying here, huddling myself up in “a net shirt” which people have set up intentionally. I felt lonely in an unidentified space. I pray for miracles to bring me back to Mom. Despite knowing for sure that I will be shouted, such criticism is not so cold as this current condition. Despite knowing for sure that I will be whipped due to going disobediently, your whip doesn’t hurt me as much as this net shirt. Despite knowing for sure that I will be punished, Mom won’t leave me starving. Under no circumstances will I be in danger by my Mom’s side.
Mommy, I am painful.
My feet cannot touch the ground. My skin was carved by net thread. I have been huddling up myself for hours. I have been struggling but finally failed to escape from this horrifying net. Now I just want to rush to Mom, hide behind your giant body. But I am too painful to run.
Mommy, I am scared.
I am afraid that my life, which was granted by Mom, will be terminated due to somebody’s greed and cruelty. I am afraid that I will no longer meet Mom, be shouted by Mom, beaten by Mom and punished by Mom.
Mommy, I am hungry.
In this horrifying net, I have nothing to eat. And maybe a little later, I will no longer be painful, scared and hungry. However, my disappearance will not even satisfy someone’s greed, cruelty and selfishness.
Mommy, I am hungry.
I try again to struggle with my last effort. Suddenly, the branch on which the net was hung cracks and falls. I myself hit the ground. I move a little and find ways to escape from such horrifying net. I encourage myself: “A little more, trying a little more to escape and return to Mom.” Fortunately, Mother of Nature and Father of Forest protect me. They help me escape from the ugly trap. Now I rush to my Mom. Mommy, wait for me. In front of me there is home, a glint of anger, criticism, anxiety and warmness of Mom.
Ladies and gentlemen,
You have just listened to “The horrifying net” the main character of which is the little deer. In the story, the little deer, with a bit of luck which is considered “unimaginable”, finally escaped from the ugly horrifying net. But how about other deer and animals? They are on the verge of extinction due to the human greed and massacre, especially those in Red List of Threatened Species. Thanks to the story, Phuc Khang expects each and everyone of us to contribute to the “voice” of wildlife preservation. Should we long for a green and sustainable life, we cannot destroy animal life, we cannot stay ignorant toward greedy and selfish behaviors of those benefiting from rare valuable animals.
In the next broadcast, on the occasion of the International Environment Day, our program “1001 green things” will tell you a story named “THE DUST ASSASSIN”. Both you and I are not so safe as what you think. We are facing danger owing to UNGREEN and UNSUSTAINABLE habits toward the environment. So, what are those mentioned habits and how are they connected to “THE DUST ASSASSIN”? – Please stay tuned with us.