Resurrecting the Genius Within
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“Just because that student dresses nicer and appears cleaner, everyone believes him instead of me.
“Simply because it’s me, everything has to be exaggerated, and they drag me to the flagpole so everyone
can sec.
“Even though I’m quiet, they still find ways to mock and insult me to vent their frustrations.
“Compared to the damage Gideon has done, these things are minor and don’t bother me at all,” Joshua remarked with detachment.
Jim asked. “If it doesn’t matter, why bring it up?”
Joshua lapsed into a momentary silence, then continued, “When my mother refused to buy him alcohol. he tried to kill her with a knife. Instead, the blade struck me. At that point, although I was only seven years old, I was ready to be arrested and face execution, yet I wasn’t scared.”
Joshua detailed the hardships and abuse he endured throughout his life, such as domestic violence, school bullying, and societal dangers. He’d seen the worst of humanity from all sides.
Jim remained attentive in silence.
Joshua expressed, “Following my mother’s cremation. I pondered why not end Gideon’s life and then my
“I didn’t do it because she was with me. Later, her occasional messages kept me from going through with
it”
Jim said, “Throwing your life away for someone like that isn’t worth it. The tougher the journey, the more we should value ourselves.
Joshua asserted, “Existence holds little value; it transcends worth. Nonetheless, right now, it lacks significance. I’ve found a new purpose.
“Even if she treats me well because of her friend and my brother, it doesn’t matter. It’s her and me that
count
Jim said, “Congrats on finding a new path. I believe your mother and brother can rest in peace now.”
Joshua glanced at the sketch Jim was holding and asked, “Did you overlook something in this drawing?”
Jim examined it. “I can tell you’re considering whether to add or take away something.”
Joshua stared at the drawing, lost in thought.
The clinic was silent, the ticking of the clock becoming louder, until it was the only sound.
Joshua’s attention shifted to the uniquely designed clock on the wall.
A white background, black hands, ticking slowly, one second at a time.
Jim followed his gaze and looked at the clock too.
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Jim glanced at the clock. “Four forty–two.”
Joshua kept staring at the clock and whispered, “It’s a nice day today. The breeze feels good.”
Jim agreed, “Indeed.”
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“Dr. Carter, let me tell you a story.”
He began. “In a beautiful villa, there was a peasant woman with two sons. She favoured the older one, neglecting the younger one and often locking him in the woodshed. She kept all the good things for the older son, but the brother was kind and shared with the younger. One day, the peasant woman changed. She released the disliked son and locked up the favoured one, giving all the good things to the younger, ignoring the older completely. Do you know why, Dr. Carter?
“Dr. Carter, you seem exhausted. Why don’t you lie down and take a break?” Joshua’s voice was soft and soothing, like a feather drifting through the pristine clinic room.
The clock ticked away.
Jim, seated in the reclining chair, appeared distracted.
A pocket watch dropped in front of him, gently swinging.
His eyes followed the watch, almost in a trance.
Suddenly, a gentle voice broke the silence, “Dr. Carter, what’s your full name?”
“Jim… Carter.”
“How old are you, Dr. Carter?”
“Twenty–eight.”
“What’s your favourite food?”
“My mom’s noodles.”
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