Li Na passed by a house in a rural village. An unkempt, half-naked man was squatting over a drain outside a half-burned house.
The driver said, “he is a mentally-ill person. He was probably trying to cook some food.” A lady sitting next to Anna chuckled, “… and burning down his own house, crazy fella.”
Li Na was disappointed with the elderly lady. “But, but, this house is so near the hospital! He needs treatment!” Li Na exclaimed. “The police would not come and take him to the hospital because no one reported it,” the driver explained.
… Society has failed him. … Our mental health safety net has failed, …His family members have failed him and not gotten him treated. Li Na felt guilty too for not picking up the phone, as the team moved on.
“He used to cane his sons when they were young. But he would never allow them to cane his grandchildren!”
“My daughter-in-law would never use a cane. She uses the silent treatment: Stand at the corner.”
“My mother is the disciplinarian at home. Daddy is too busy… But we love her for what she is!”
“We used to hide the feather duster…”
“… If you cane me, I will report to the police!” coming from a pouting eight years old, next door kid! He heard another neighbour warning his mother, after taking away a wooden plank from his mother’s hand the last time.
“Mum, you used to cane me. That is why I am disciplined and successful in life!”
“My boys used to fight. It would be a five cane on each hand for both of them. Funnily, my daughter never need to be caned at all!”
My brother said that at Eton, students were told caning builds character. I suppose girls are caned less because we aren’t thought to have much character.””Which is the sort of thing males say when they don’t know any women. – Mary Jo Putney