One of these lies is that the moon will cut your ear if you point at it. Well, did it cut yours? I was 8 years old when my father told me it happened to him as a child. That night, there was a bright crescent moon shining outside my window. I decided to brave it.
I remember that night vividly. I was sitting up in my bed in my pyjamas, a pair of floral flannels, hugging my little pillow tightly. I raised my hand slowly and looked away, my face twisted in anticipation of a painful slit. But nothing happened. Quietly, I slumped back into bed and went to sleep. No nightmares, no fat horror moonface speaking into my ears.
The next morning I woke up and the first thing I did was check the back of my ear. I checked for signs of dried blood, any form of scab or scar, a slit, anything that proved my ear had been cut by the evil crescent moon.
Lies, all lies. I never trusted one of these superstitions ever again.
This is is the issue my flatmate and I address in our latest podcast. Our podcast is called The Shin & Wan Phing Show, and our latest episode is entitled ‘Another Lie of the Ancestor’.
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