From A Human Point Of View

into a beauty and rejuvenation clinic. Photographs of before and after

ion, and the couple approached them. Recognizing the man, the doctor smiled broadly and

soon you´ll

ng at the girl thoughtfully. “Excuse me, ki

ed and looked

f what we can offer

e old woman, surprised; a

venate someon

ist's laugh c

doctor. “We can make t

lient laughed l

I don't think my husband will be a

ts on the walls, until he fixed his gaze on the portrait o

l spotted the p

pointing to the portrait. This woman wanted to relive her you

ooked expectan

when we were kid

sponded with tenderness.

ays remember that day. I would like to see that freckl

ed… Hadn't we agreed to

you see it? It´s the opportunity to live our live

ndsome just the way you are. Just like when

sappointed, an

? I mean... if only I w

at her h

ly

re me... as a woman?”

ong sigh and smi

. Don't even d

f the medical report she found at the foot of the bed; and the moved doctor who was beginning her shift could not distinguish between the Xs marked by the girl's parents on the paper and the marks

ranquilize them. “The therapy will

e feeling pain?” asked

t. She is not feeli

ve minutes later they were reunited with the doctor

e will b

e. Everything you asked fo

k you so

as surprised by the request.

What else

It's not like you g

seed she ate by mistake!” Exclaimed t

idn´t me

capsule gate was slowly opening. The doctor stepped forwar

is: litt

thes on was rubbing her eyes, walked slowly, and yawne

? Can we

n the nursery room, her pa

ous?! A misun

istry it sa

he is a

The doctor defended herself holding the paper. “You even spec

he report in disbelief, only to recognize the traces

, marks, numbers and misspelled words in her daughter's handwriting, the woman closed her eyes and sighed. At first she did not want to believe

ach other. The girl hugged her father with arms and legs. Soon the father noticed the way t

go home, my love

no

ou want

he sen

penetrating gaze was eno

Walk a little bit,

sisted, huggi

e gazes of the other two pi

mother with difficulty

eliciting more laugh

us for this,” Susan's mother said, an

ensive therapy. And that re

my daughter play with those thing

s your daug

ho was still carrying his daughter. “She

saw the tremendous girl dro

all the way” the mother whispered as they descended i

m more than fine,” he said

ssed the face of the sleepy Sus

now, things inappropriate for the mind of a five-year-old girl. Her husba

not be charged for the cost of the therapy that would have easily drained the family's bank account; but in exchange they agreed

the doctor's words echoed un

y experiences: menstrual cramps, ovulation, mood swings...

u crazy? She is five! She doesn't ne

wife will know what to do b

” he said in

nsitive issue… Your da

blem?” the woman

ust a recommendation… She i

y it at onc

be many men who want to take advantage of her innocence, an