The Lesson (Flash Fiction)

 

 

My son, you never asked for money; I would have given it gladly.  You never asked for love; I gave it with all my heart and soul. You once asked me what values I had learned in life, and I could not answer. Now, memory is not what it used to be, and before it fades completely, I would like to answer that question.

 

As a young soldier during the 1970's, I was sent to a remote camp in what was then known as South West Africa. It was the rainy season. In the camp was a gravel landing strip dangerously close to the rising waters of the Chobe River. One evening I stood guard beside two Dakota's when several tormented cries blasted my ears. I crept around the aircraft and came upon the magnificent site of a hippopotamus cow giving birth.

 

The crown and torso of her calf slopped into the water. Tears streamed down my cheeks.  I came here to kill, not to witness birth, and as dusk settled into the quiet fear of night, I learned the value of life as only nature could teach.

 


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