Felipe Moore - Chapter Nine

Kingwell By Kingwell, 31st Dec 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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The teenage years are difficult ones for Felipe as he tries to come to grips with growing up in a society where he feels he do not belong.

Felipe loses a friend

Although patience is not a virtue of the young and time seems to move slowly to children, the natural rhythm of the days, months and years continued unabated. There was little change in Felipe's life over the next three years though he continued to be a serious and very shy child and liked to spend time alone with his thoughts. He had also developed a special affection for animals and they for him. Most families in Southern Arm had one or two cats, not as pets but to kill the rats and mice that often frequented the houses. His parents had one male cat with the unique name of Tom! During the summer Felipe would catch small fish called Conners for Tom who was always grateful for the fare. It was during the cold winter nights however, that he thought of the cats most of all, they were not allowed to stay indoors and he would often lie in bed listening as they fought for the warmest place by the chimney under the house. Sometimes Tom would get inside and hide until all were in bed, then he would creep upstairs and get under the covers with one paw around Felipe's neck. There he would purr contently. If Felipe awoke to find him there, the boy would smile and never give away the secret. One day Tom went missing and weeks later Felipe learned that someone had shot him for target practice. The boy felt angry and helpless at the same time but only his mother seemed to understand. Seeing the tears in his eyes she hugged him for the first time in years. The bond between them was still strong but she did not want his peers to think of him as a 'mommy's boy'He knew that any mention of the incident to another would only bring the response "it was only a cat, you can always get another". To Felipe however, Tom had been a friend, a kindred spirit, who he sometimes felt understood him better than most humans. Felipe knew the shooter and never saw him again without remembering Tom.

A love for poetry

Felipe turned eleven in December of 1948 and he had discovered another interest. Newfoundland was in the midst of a referendum that would decide it's future as either a province of Canada or a dominion in its own right. Benjamin was a supporter of the Canada side of the argument but Southern Arm itself was spilt almost down the middle. The family had a radio and he would listen to the debates with the men sometimes staying up well beyond his bedtime. In the end the island became a province of Canada and almost immediately conditions began to improve with more money in the hands of the ordinary person, though the old ways would continue for many years to come. Perhaps Felipe should have been disappointed for under Canadian law he now had to remain in school until he was sixteen years of age! In the fall of 1949 he entered grade six but was still as shy as ever and even more inventive as he sought new ways to get a day or two away from the classroom. Of course this continued to hurt his grades although he read every book he could get his hands on. Math remained a mystery to him, letters fascinated but numbers mystified him and somehow he knew it would remain that way. About this times too he fell in love with poetry, especially the poetry of sixteenth seventeenth, and even eighteenth century England and often wished he had someone to share his passion, but none of his peers showed the least amount of interest but thought the whole thing rather silly. Why would a boy want to remain at home reading poetry when he could be out in a boat shooting ducks?

Roughousing

Felipe also had little time for vulgarities which had become common among his age group or maybe it was because he was afraid to allow himself to get caught up in the goings on associated with it. Pantsing or debagging was common among the boys and he just knew he would die if it ever happened to him, except among his closest friends of course when he actually seemed to enjoy it, thought he had no idea why. He also enjoyed seeing it happen to other boys though he would never admit it. The roughhousing only became worse over the next couple of years and Felipe retreated more and more into his shell although he secretly enjoyed hearing about it! He had learned years earlier by way of whisperings from the older boys where babies came from and his first reaction was that his parents would never do that! Later he would surmise that it was because sex was considered as something dirty and wished that he had been thought it in association with love and mutual respect between two people. It would be several years yet before any of his age group would begin pairing off with any of the girls although an interest was certainly beginning to develop. He had been reading the Bible too and sometimes felt that the stories he read there only helped in making its readers believe that sex was dirty. Why, for example did Adam and Eve feel, that they had to cover certain parts of their body when they discovered that they were naked? He also realized that the church too taught that sex was a sin and even married women had to be 'churched' before they could go out in public after having a baby. He was still fascinated by the Bible however and dared not say anything bad about the church for fear that God might strike him dead and send him to hell for good measure!

Felipe feels like a lost soul

A teenaged Felipe in the early 1950's was even more upset by what he considered, if the teachings of the church and the Bible were to be believed, his own impure thoughts and actions and no matter how much he prayed about it, there was nothing but silence and certainly no help was sent to help him resist temptation. Other boys paid no attention at all and cared little for the church and less for the Bible. Felipe sensed that he was completely alone and felt as he had many times before that he did not belong here but his real home was in some other dimension. One day he read a book about reincarnation and knew that it was probably true, though not taught in the Bible or so he thought. Girls were different, he was sure of that, pure creatures not given to the temptations of boys. He knew that there had to be something very wrong with him as he was sure his father had never given in to such ensnarement. He knew that he could never discuss such matters with his parents as he would be too embarrassed and his brothers would just laugh at him. No, he was convinced that he did not belong here. Felipe now counted among his friends a couple of girls but it didn't bother him at all that he had no attraction towards them Someday he felt that he would find the right woman for him, fall in love, marry and have a family just as must have happened to his mother and father. It did not concern him at all that in his secret sins of the flesh, the images were always of boys, he just assumed it to be the same with all young teenage boys. In the fall of 1953, he returned to school feeling as might said in the folklore of Newfoundland, "like a fish out of water"
To be Continued - See Chapter Ten.
Read from the beginning - See Chapter One.

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Animals, Bible, Canada, Enlish Poets, Friend, Kindred Spirit, Kingwell, Newfoundland, Pet, Poetry, Prayer, Sex, Temtation

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I am 75 years old and retired.I like writing short stories, poetry as well other articles of interest.

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author avatar Kingwell
31st Dec 2013 (#)

Thank You Steve

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
31st Dec 2013 (#)

very nice and am so happy Felipe likes poetry...me too!!! send him over....

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author avatar Kingwell
31st Dec 2013 (#)

Hi Carolina, I'm sure he would love it. Thank you.

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Nice story and by the way Kingwell have yourself a very prosperous and happy New Year 2014!

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author avatar Kingwell
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you Fern.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Again dear Kingwell, I can relate to what you write as I too thought sex was dirty, even to think about it. Though we covered biology I was quite unaware how babies were born or where they came from! I asked my mother and she told me it was the result of chanting of mantras at the wedding and the babies came from umbilicus! When a friend confided in me well into my teenage years I thought he was joking! I thought growing sign of puberty was some disease. How times have changed. Wish Loverme and internet were around then to educate all, but not too explicitly! siva

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author avatar Kingwell
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Hi Siva, We were told as small children that babies were found under tree stumps. I seem to have a memory of once looking under a stump to see if there was a baby there. Today sex education is taught in the schools and it makes a lot more sense to me. I am very open in my way of thinking and I believe that the only one who judges us is ourselves. Blessings.

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author avatar n.c.radomes
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Felipe's upbringing and environment is well presented. Readers are left to deduce what would become of him during his manhood. Thanks for sharing. Happy and prosperous 2014!

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author avatar Kingwell
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you my Friend and a wonder 2014 to you and yours. The story of Felipe will continue as I plan to follow him for much of his lifetime here.

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author avatar Ptrikha
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Well written!

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author avatar Kingwell
1st Jan 2014 (#)

Thank You Ptrikha. All the best for the New Year.

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
2nd Jan 2014 (#)

happy New Year too...

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you.

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author avatar Carol
5th Jan 2014 (#)

I have enjoyed this story, many thanks

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author avatar Kingwell
5th Jan 2014 (#)

Thanks Carol. I haven't been feeling well for a few days but hope to get back to writing again soon.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
7th Jan 2014 (#)

Hope you are fine my friend as I read Newfoundland is under the grip of the cold wave that has affected electric supply too. Take care - siva

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author avatar Kingwell
7th Jan 2014 (#)

Hi Siva, Thank you for your concern and yes we have had a difficult week but things are getting back to normal now. I have had a cold since Christmas Day but I have pretty much recovered from that as well. I am hoping to get back to writing again soon. How good of you to think of me at this time! Blessings.

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author avatar MarilynDavisatTIERS
26th Jan 2014 (#)

Good morning, Kingwell; the mysteries of life as imagined by the young. I was told that there were two ways to have children; this dirtry nasty way and then God blessed the union and granted the couple a child. Little wonder that someone finally realized that sex education was a good thing in schools. Again, the story is developing well. ~Marilyn

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author avatar Kingwell
26th Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you Marilyn. Love your comments.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
27th Jan 2014 (#)

Powerful years- painful and wonderful this self discovery....turning towards the next chapter now...thanks Kingwell

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author avatar Kingwell
27th Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you Delicia

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author avatar Mariah
6th Feb 2014 (#)

Heartwarming Kingwell, brought a tear to my eye when Felipe lost the cat, his loving companion.
We are sharing such an emotional journey with Felipe..thank you Kingwell

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author avatar Kingwell
6th Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Mariah.

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