Loss of innocence
Quintus learned about Winston Churchill in school last week. Also a little bit about Hitler. He knew that a bit about him murdering many people but never the true extend.
We were watching some TV and they had the 2nd World War on History Channel. I lay there watching it with him. The more they explained what happened, the more they talked about the multi-murders, children being separated from their parents, the more I could see my child change. I could see him losing some of the trust in the world. It brought the written words in his text book to life. The reality hit him hard.
He is very sensitive and I could see the tears well up in his eyes. I held his hand and watched the loss of more of his innocence. That childhood trust that all will be well in the end.
I hurt for him. I hurt that he saw that but also, I’m glad that I could be there as he realized the magnitude of the war. The pain and devastation it caused.
He said that he is glad people aren’t like that anymore. That people don’t think they have the right to kill in such a brutal way.
I didn’t have the heart to tell him that wars like that are still going on. Right here on our own continent.