Hello everyone! I hope we are doing very fine today.
There are so many lies I was told while growing up, and it really made sense to me that time because I was so naive. There were those lies mum and dad would say, and I will believe them because of how expensive they sounded. Mum and dad would tell us so many lies, maybe for us to do what they wanted us to do at that time.
One of the lies was that a normal human was not to point his or her finger at someone's grave or that finger would be curved forever. Chai, that lie got me afraid whenever I walked close to someone's grave. Every time we went to our family compound, we were always afraid to go outside because our grandpa's grave was outside and we did not want to mistakenly point at the grave. I feel that my mother used to forget the lie she told, and she would send us to go and get something for her outside, not remembering the fact that she told us about people's graveyards.
One day when we went to the village, as we were inside the house, my mum told me to go and get her something outside, so when I went out, I was sleepy because it was night. She told me to plug some vegetables for her so that she would use them the next day. As I went out there, I didn't see the vegetables because I was not with light. So I called her to come out with light so that I would see it well. When my mum came out, she asked me if I could not see the vegetables, and I told her yes because I was not with light. Then immediately she pointed her finger to my grandpa's grave, telling me that the vegetables were very close to the grave.
I got so scared I told her that her fingers would curve forever, she hissed and plugged the vegetables. I waited for some hours checking her fingers to see if they were going to be curved, but they were not curved. From time to time I asked her how she was feeling, but she told me that she was fine; she did not even know that I was thinking about her. I got so scared that I could not sleep that night.
The next day, I woke up and went straight to her room to check on her, and I think she started noticing that I was concerned, then she asked
"What is it?" and I told her that I was afraid that her fingers were going to curve since she pointed at Grandpa's grave the previous night. She laughed and told me that her hands were not going to curve.
"Mommy, that is what you used to tell us," she smiled and told me that it was a superstitious belief passed down from generation to generation.
From that time till now, anytime I hear anything the elder, I have to try it apart from those ones I have seen some other person experiencing.