This is a very short story about two very different women. In both good ways and bad, they are as culturally apart as women of the world come. Both of them are from a different era, quite possibly from a time since long before you were born. This is certainly the case where I am concerned, anyway. This short post on the lives and times of the two Hannah’s is based on fact. It is inspired from real life and the events that surrounded them and in which they were involved really did happen in history.
Let us begin with the first Hannah who was born before the second one and long before us anyway. For Hannah, jobs were never easy to come by, not because there was a drastic shortage of them but mainly because she had a very serious problem which she was quite ashamed of. Had she lived in today’s times, she would have learnt that there was nothing to be ashamed of and that, particularly today, she would have been able to learn how to overcome this particular disability of which she is not the only one to be afflicted with.
In fact, throughout her long life and right up to today, there are many thousands of children, women and men who suffer from dyslexia. That means that essentially they are not able to process words on a page or on screen as you are doing right now. In a nutshell, they cannot read. This does not mean that they are inherently obtuse or slow in their cognitive development. People who have tendencies towards prejudice towards these afflicted men and women are, in fact, the stupid ones.
The second Hannah in this short story was well aware of this. She, on the other hand, could read. And mainly due to her passion for literature and knowledge, she began an active journey early in her life to empower herself accordingly. Her passion was a lot more prominent than ours to the degree that she was able to highlight the problems suffered by those less fortunate than ourselves. In hindsight, she taught the world in her own unique way that ignorance, in fact, is never bliss.
For ordinary women, this is particularly acute because when it comes to the problem of abuse and crimes against humanity in general, women (and children) often bear the brunt of these abuses. Literate Hannah was also able to prove that handicaps such as dyslexia are not impediments that lead to ignorance. Illiterate Hannah, initially an unwitting perpetrator of the most gruesome crimes against women and children, even handicapped ones, knew full well what she was doing.
Hannah number two was able to highlight further that all it took to realize how evil deeds come to be was common sense and a conscience. Albeit very late in her life, Hannah number one came to realize this too. Filled with utter remorse and self-pity, she ended her life before it could perceptively be saved. So, like any short (or long) story, there should be a good ending. Like this story has shown, tragically a happy ending is not always possible. Today we have social media.
So even if we cannot physically participate or read or write, there always ways and means that we can contribute toward helping save the lives of those less fortunate than ourselves. And if, right now, there are those that feel ashamed or embarrassed about their own shortcomings, they should take heart and courage in knowing that they can overcome them.