when i saw my sister, delia, beating my dog with a stick, i felt hate heave like a caged, angry beast in my chest. out in the sun, the hair of my sister glinted like metal and, in her brown dress, she looked like a sheathed dagger. biryuk hugged the earth and screamed but i could not bound forward nor cry out to my sister. she had a weak heart and she must not be surprised. so i held myself, my throat swelled, and i felt hate rear and plunge in its cage of ribs.
i was thirteen when my father first took me hunting. all through the summer of that year, i had tramped alone and unarmed the fields and forest around our farm. then one afternoon in late july my father told me i could use his shotgun.
beyond the ipil grove, in a grass field we spotted a covey of brown pigeons. in the open, they kept springing to the air and gliding away every time we were within range. but finally they dropped to the ground inside a wedge of guava trees. my father pressed my shoulder and i stopped. then slowly, in a half-crouch, we advanced. the breeze rose lightly; the grass scuffed against my bare legs. my father stopped again. he knelt down and held my hand.
“wait for the birds to rise and then fire,” he whispered.
i pushed the safety lever of the rifle off and sighted along the barrel. the saddle of the stock felt greasy on my cheek. the gun was heavy and my arm muscles twitched. my mouth was dry; i felt vaguely sick. i wanted to sit down.
“you forgot to spit,” my father said.
father had told me that hunters always spat for luck before firing. i spat and i saw the breeze bend the ragged, glassy threads of spittle toward the birds.
“that’s good,” father said.
“can’t we throw a stone,” i whispered fiercely. “it’s taking them a long time.”
“no, you’ve to wait.”
communication is very important thing in our lives, as it is one of the way for us to acquire new knowledge and for us to share also our knowledge, culture and beliefs.
my insight about communication is that, if there is no communication in life there is also no understanding and unity