~during the 1956 Revolution/Uprising in Hungary~ the Magyar were made many promises by western allies for support that did not come through~ in the interim~opposing nation developed an insidious method for projected genocide through loading dolls with explosives and dropping them over small villages and towns attached to parachutes to entice the wonder of young girls~ explosion was triggered through pressure~ little girls will automatically embrace dolls tightly~it's a maternal thing~ and the explosives would be set off~ mother watched her friend deccimated~ she kept that bow for a long time~ she kept the memory even longer~
war is not one dimensional~ she now tells these tales to my daughters as well~ where do we learn our ethics?~ inside the tales of those who still remember~
what a world~
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This is a story I had never heard before and I would never imagine of war general thinking of a plot to stick bombs in dolls then drop them in towns for children to explode. What kind of mind thinks in terms of life and death like this. I have heard of some horrible methods to kill someone but this one has to take the cake. I can't imagine someone thinking of this and to actually do it. This was never shared in my American History class shame on my teachers!
I don't know what else to say about this horror, except of course your writing is grand and your efforts to share these teachings with us that was once shared with you is greatly appreciated.
beautifully and hauntingly written, Selene, and knowing the story behind it makes it even more so - I can't imagine plotting to kill children, at all, and in such a sinister way.
Insidious method indeed. I had heard this tragic tale before, but your pen says it with such emotion and adds a dimension I had not thought of. As usual you enlighten and enrich us. Thank you.
i saw so much in this short write. you spoke of dolls and then i thought how the mother was the caretaker of her own doll; the mini her. how do we bring children to this world and make them see the beauty in it....thought provoking - thank you for the lesson.
wow. In my mind I could see the cutesy Suzie-Q dolls in powder blue ruffly dresses parachuting from the sky.
The imagery is striking and that this was a real happening makes it all the more solid. Funny how this wasn't taught in schools, just one of many atrocities concocted by governments that are swept under a rug.
Selene, you combine metaphor and reality in such a way that your words
come to life, and the reader can feel the heartbeat in such expression,
the anguish, the tragedy, this is touching and beautifully rendered
yet sorrow, fully your ink is a waterfall pouring over the cliffs of artistry.