No water in my village

Thanks Mariama for your counsels. And you are right, mean talk is very common in little villages. But I have the impression that mean talk is also cultural. I don't remember of mean talk when I was living in Canada, this mean talk was very new to me when arriving here, in Spain. Even in the big cities like Barcelona, there was mean talk in the building where I was living. When someone is criticizing someone in front of me I try to change the subject or simply I close my ears. Clap! I continue to listening without listening. Or I listen trying to understand why this person is criticizing the other person and then I have an insight about the criticizer. Cafés in the around are ideal places to criticize others, and since I don't go anymore to the cafés because I don't have money and because we can not smoke anymore in them, I am far away or the critics of other people. In Canada you can walk with a monkey on your head, nobody says anything. Here you give a kiss to your dog and they start a reputation of a crazy woman. :lol:

There is a French phrase that says: Vaut mieux en rire qu'en pleurer. And that means: it is better to laugh than to cry.
 
Mariama thank you for your kind words and I hope your son is not so traumatized by his experience...
What I know it is that the family support is very important at this moment, and to be able to speak about what it takes place is essential not to feel guilty itself, especially when we are a child. Strangely, it is not the men of my family (father and brother) that brought me their support and who went to meet the aggressors (this little"game" lasted more than year). Only my mother, a scrap of a woman which does not mince its words made what she could to dike the violence. Today, this "episode" serves me in the understanding which I have of myself and the human being generally.
 
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