Letters to the Editor

Little girl, why are you following me? Don’t you know I don’t want your hurt, fear, guilt, and shame?

Go away little girl! I am too busy, so go away and don’t bother me with your problems; they’re not mine.

Little girl, how come you are still following me? I don’t want you, I don’t need you, I don’t love you and I am ashamed of you. So, please go away.

Little girl, how come you’re follow me with tears in your eyes? Don’t you know I’ve always been a adult and never a little girl. I understand why you keep following me around, when I don’t want to face you or want you.

Little girl, why are you crying? Is it because people hurt you and stole your childhood? Or is because you were always a mother to your brothers when you just wanted to be a little girl?

Little girl, how come you keep coming to me for love and understanding? Don’t you know I still don’t understand myself? So don’t come to me for love and understanding.

Little girl, come here! I now understand why you keep following me around. You are the little girl within me that wanted love and understanding. I don’t know why the things happen that way they did, I only know it was not your fault, because you were innocent and fragile, just like any other kid.

Little girl, I need you in my heart to help me understand and teach people that it was wrong for you to be treated that way.

Little girl, I don’t know what’s ahead, but with your help we will make it through life which will be painful, joyful, hard and sometimes easy.

Little girl, I forgive you, I am proud of you and I love you for who you are and I am happy for you.

Joanna L. Kunnuk
Iqaluit