The
Orphan
by
Jonah
Raskin
The other day, I watched the movie, Great Expectations, which begins in a
graveyard where Pip’s parents are buried. I identified with Pip,
because he’s an orphan adopted by adults
who love him & who also use him to settle old scores. By the time I was seven,
I had adopted
several families or maybe they adopted me.
At 17, I had half-a-dozen aliases, some of which I gave to myself, and some of
which teachers
& fellow students gave me. Forty-four
years ago, when I moved to California, my newfound friends assumed I was an
orphan because
I never went anywhere at Thanksgiving &
Christmas, so they invited me to join their families, until I felt guilty and
had to tell them I
wasn’t really an orphan. I was just
pretending to be one and that I actually had a mother & father,
grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins
& my two brothers who have followed me
through life. The families who once adopted me are now gone, but I still have
my brothers
who have the same memories I have & so
I know I’m not crazy, but just a bit anxious & just a wee bit lonely in a
world where I still
feel like an orphan, still gather aliases
& still feel ashamed of the
bad things I did when I was a boy, the same
age as the young Pip.
Jonah Raskin, author of 14 books, is Member, Editorial Advisory Board of Re-Markings (www.re-markings.com) and a frequent contributor to the journal.
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