Write a 5-10 sentence retelling of "Secrets" in the first person from the perspective of Aunt Mary.
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- Robert MacLachlan
- Robert MacLachlan is an international teacher who has taught various subjects and ages in the U.S., Russia, El Salvador and Malta.
I do love my grandson I really and truly do,
ReplyDeletebut all my trust in him has gone. I didnt mean to yell at him the way I did but, I told him not to go through my drawer, and I especially told him not to touch that bundle of letters, But he still went ahead and did it. They were very personal to me and they were my secret, and now they've been shared. I never meant it when I said I'd never trust him again, but its too late now..
Today all I could think about was my grandson. Must he need to know so much about my history. Its my little secret after all, and he just wants to know all about it. I had locked the drawer and hopefully he doesn't go to look for the keys. If he opens it I will be so mad at him, I will scream at him. Oh my secret, secrets. Why must you want him to read you? He had better not go in there or I will never be able to trust him again. He is a naughty boy. Oh no, I left something in my room. I had better go and get it.
ReplyDeleteThat wretched boy, prying through others memories and belongings... I'd warned him not to! I'd TRUSTED him not to! Yes, I might have been quite harsh on the poor boy... but he should've listened to my warning. My belongings, my memories, are not to be tampered with. They are my treasures, the only thing I have left of him, and everyone I'd had to leave behind.. And the letters, they are full of secrets and information I cannot afford to have him know. I just can't have anyone know.
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ReplyDeleteI am really disappointed. My only grandson whom I loved so much lied to me. I still cannot believe that he disobey me and secretly looked at mine letters. Those letters meant everything to me in them you could find all my secrets which I was hiding from everyone for a long time. He was always curious about them but I told him that he should never read them. However, after the dinner I opened my room and saw my grandson going through each letter. I could not help myself and just yelled at him. I said many things which I did not really mean. I hope he will understand and forgive me.
Polina
Secrets- Valentina Spiteri
ReplyDeleteThat wretched, ill mannered boy has no respect for my privacy. I knew ever since that day that my niece gave birth to him tha he would be trouble. I didn't mind giving my old stamps after all they kept him quiet but as usual with children they always want more, read my love letters. I told him that I would never forget it till the day I die and i still haven't.
My grandson loves it when I tell him stories. When I was writing my grandson wanted to have stamps, but it was too boring for him he went to my room and read all my love letters! When I saw that I couldn’t hold it anymore and I said that I always will remember till I die! But I love him so maybe he doesn’t know that I forgave him..
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I do love my grandson but why does he do something when I tell him not to. If he expects me to trust him then he is so wrong. I told him not to look in the drawer with my personal letters. That’s why I yelled at him. Those letters are extremely personal to me; it was very rude for him to look at them. It’s too late for him to apologise.
ReplyDeleteOh grandson, why did you do this to me? Why did you make me shout at you and be horrible? If only your young brain thought about others before giving into curiosity and going through my very personal letters at the time. You brought back memories of those days, such beautiful and happy days, but it crushed me remembering what I could not have any more. Silly boy, I'm never going to forget what you did, even though it pains me so.
ReplyDeleteI remember it when I was young, I loved a man and he died in the war. I promiced myself to keep it a secret from anyone, now that my beloved grandson read them I don’t know what to do. Forgiving him, and I will hate myself forever. Not forgiving him and this will break our relationship forever. But I told him not to read the letters, is that a big favour I was asking for? Don’t think so, I am dissapointed and he should learn this lesson, whatever the cost is, even our relationship.
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ReplyDeleteAll i asked him to do was keep away from those letters. It is pretty simple to do such an easy task. But there my grandson was, rummaging through my drawers up in the attic where i had all my precious love letters of the past. And now, who knows, he could gossip about them to his little friends. I trusted him. I don't know if i could take that trust back. I even slapped him. I do hope it wasn't too hard, but that he learned his lesson to stay away from people's personals. Especially your relatives' personals. If he only could resist the temptation and curiosity toddlers get, nothing would of happened and i wouldn't have to hurt him so.
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ReplyDeleteHere I lie, on my death bed and I wish I had the strength to tell him. I wish I could call him to my bed side and gather the strength from somewhere to tell him I do not hold it against him. He was an innocent child and he was curious, I doubt he even remembers what they were about but they were personal. No matter I don't want him to go to his grave with the concern that I hate him still for reading my letters. So what, my boyfriend turned into a priest after the war, he had his reasons and I have done fine without him all on my own. Oh please god give me the strength to ................
My grandson the fool, of course I can expect nothing different but him ding this. I didn't mean the get angry, but when I found out he read the letters I was over come by rage. I couldn't help it really. I think I should go tell him, apologize and hope we've both learned something from it. I still don't think I can, he betrayed my trust and I don't think I can truly forgive him.
ReplyDeleteAll I could think about was my grandson. Does he need to know so much about my history? It’s my secret anyway, and he wants to be acquainted with all of it. I had to lock the drawer and hope he doesn't go look for the keys. If he opens it I will be furious, I will shout at him. Why do you want him to read you secrets? He better not go in there or I will never trust him again.
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Oh the feeling of having your own big secret that you never tell anyone. The Thrill in trying not to be found out, the little happiness you get that you know something that everyone doesn’t. It’s like you have a little beautiful treasure that you don’t want to show anyone because then it won’t be beautiful anymore. When my nephew went and looked at my letters even though I specifically told him not to. My treasure was shattered, it was not beautiful anymore, and it had lost all the specialness to me. I reacted without thinking and I slapped him. It was wrong, a treasure is a treasure but family is more important, in my heart I have forgiven him but all my memories of my beloved ones have been sheared out to someone and I feel so violated it hurts inside.
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I still can't believe my own great-nephew did this to me, even though it has been such a long time. I swore to myself that I would never forgive him, and I haven't. We hardly ever talk, let alone look at each other. But it hurts me inside to see him like this. I know he is extremely sorry for what he did now, and I know he can't build up the courage to confront me. He was just a little boy. Going through secret papers that I specifically tell him not to is what little boys do. Especially when I'm not in the house. But my sickness is not getting any better, and I think my death is coming soon. I'm as sorry to him as he is to me.
ReplyDeleteThe horrible child that I used to call my grandson, ill mannered with no respect for anybody, or their privacy. I knew he would be trouble, I could see it in his eyes. My stamps, they were his, they didn’t mean as much to me. But he had the guts to read my personal letters when I ordered him not to? I said to him that I will not speak to him, or acknowledge him until I die, and I stuck with my words.
ReplyDeleteI dont believe it, i thought there was trust in this family. My own great nephew, sneaking through my drawers to look for letters which i had specifically told him he was not allowed to read. I can never forgive him. He is extremely sorry, but he knew that those letters meant alot to me, and thats why i told him not to read them. Why did he have to go against my will. I cannot bare to look at him. My rage is taking over. I must calm myself, because of my sickness. I wanted to be alive to watch him get older and watch him progress in life, but now i am not sure what i want, and the sooner i die, the better, but he shall never be forgiven.
ReplyDeleteWhy does that Boy have to be so meddling and troublesome? I always thought him to be a good young-mannered boy, but to go through someone's private property is just ridiculous. Those letters were very close to me, my fondest memories, and he just had to nose down them. I am infuriated, and I just can't bear to even look at him any more without being overcome with anger. I hope he's happy, because he will never speak to me again after this.
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When I thought about the past and about my love, I always thought those memories were only mine and nobody would ever know anything about them. I always thought that I won't have to share this Secret with anyone and it would always be my own. But now...? I can't think about the past and read through my letters without the boy's face popping up in my head. His face is covered with the face expression that he gave me, when I entered the room and saw him going through my personal letters: shock, fear and regret. I really hope this boy has learned to never do something like this again. IT is disrespectful and wrong. Oh why did he do that? I trusted him, and now I don't know how I can ever forgive him. When I saw him there with my letters, I was furious and I screamed at him and slapped him. Now that I think about it, I probably overreacted... But why did he do such thing? My Secret is not a secret anymore...
ReplyDeleteI have always believed there is a way. A way to hide the truth and speak false. I have said many times to myself that there will be a way for the secrets to reveal itself. I wanted the love to continue, but there was no way for it to happen. I cried many days but still trusted him. Trusted his respect to me and believed it would stop some day. But it never has.
ReplyDeleteI really thought my grandson was a better boy than that. even though i told him not to go snooping in my drawers he still did! i had trust in that boy, i was kind enough to show him my stamps and to let him have them but i ever thought that this would be the outcome of his curiosity. i believe i was a bit harsh on the punishment but it is the price to pay for him throwing away my trust for him. i wish to apologies and let him apologies for what he has done, but we will see what happens....
ReplyDeleteI do love my grandson very much, but he is always being nosy about things and doesn’t know when to stop. I really do feel awful for getting angry at him, but he was going through other people’s property. Therefore, it is only fair if I told him off about it so he wouldn’t do it again. Ugh, is there really the need for him to know so much of my history and the family’s? I mean, they ARE secrets after all, so he should really stop asking about some personal things. If I leave him alone, he’ll wander around trying to see if he could see what I was hiding. I should probably go back to the room, who knows what that wretched young boy is up to at this very second.
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