
"I see those often on the bodies we care for, and I have wondered why some of them have marks only on their stomach but every now and then we get one who has those marks on their thighs, too. I think the thighs might mean they lost a lot of weight?" she said and she studied the marks."They are different colours, some more faded than others. Is that because they were from different pregnancies?"
Levinia nodded and smiled wide at the girl’s intelligence. “For the most part, but her organs can tell you more.” She concluded, and would normally scratch her head for a moment if her hands weren’t covered in corpse gunk. “I’ll show you the record book when it's time for me to enter my findings. All of us have to do that, for the central record. It's quite organized.”
She rested as the girl explained her situation in a very educated and mature way. Most would just shrug their shoulders and mouth some motto of what will be will be. Levinia was coming to the understanding that the girl was not most people. She could understand what she was saying and how her world look. Although it was depressing it made sense and she suddenly realized how dire the situation was.
“It sounds like you’ve made your peace with your situation.” Levinia concluded after hearing the explanation. “And I hope that it never changes for the worst.” The young doctor would wish the girl to be free but the other woman had already confessed that she would be lost with her freedom. It was one thing to be born free, true, another to have it thrust upon you. She pointed to the instruments that she would need to start pulling back the flesh in order to expose the rib cage and organs. “Hand those to me, please.”
As the girl followed her instruction, Levinia believed she should continue the lesson. Although, she herself was a novice, but she knew more than the other girl and enough to show her something. The little doctor had heard enough of slavery, enough to know that she did not like it, but had no more questions, “What we will do next, is something you may have seen.” Levinia began. “We’ll be removing the flesh, carefully, pulling it back so that we don’t ruin it. I’m sure you’ve seen the stitches on some of the bodies.” She looked at the girl to confirm, then started working on the cold flesh.
“Every once in awhile I’ll ask you to pour that potion over there…” She motioned to the pottery jar that was sat on the table, where her last assistant had left it. “...it’ll prevent my hands from getting too gooey and also to cold. So if you could please pick it up, and I’ll work on this. You can watch, I tend to concentrate better when I do this in silence. But I’ll explain once I’m done. Any questions before I begin?”
Levinia nodded and smiled wide at the girl’s intelligence. “For the most part, but her organs can tell you more.” She concluded, and would normally scratch her head for a moment if her hands weren’t covered in corpse gunk. “I’ll show you the record book when it's time for me to enter my findings. All of us have to do that, for the central record. It's quite organized.”
She rested as the girl explained her situation in a very educated and mature way. Most would just shrug their shoulders and mouth some motto of what will be will be. Levinia was coming to the understanding that the girl was not most people. She could understand what she was saying and how her world look. Although it was depressing it made sense and she suddenly realized how dire the situation was.
“It sounds like you’ve made your peace with your situation.” Levinia concluded after hearing the explanation. “And I hope that it never changes for the worst.” The young doctor would wish the girl to be free but the other woman had already confessed that she would be lost with her freedom. It was one thing to be born free, true, another to have it thrust upon you. She pointed to the instruments that she would need to start pulling back the flesh in order to expose the rib cage and organs. “Hand those to me, please.”
As the girl followed her instruction, Levinia believed she should continue the lesson. Although, she herself was a novice, but she knew more than the other girl and enough to show her something. The little doctor had heard enough of slavery, enough to know that she did not like it, but had no more questions, “What we will do next, is something you may have seen.” Levinia began. “We’ll be removing the flesh, carefully, pulling it back so that we don’t ruin it. I’m sure you’ve seen the stitches on some of the bodies.” She looked at the girl to confirm, then started working on the cold flesh.
“Every once in awhile I’ll ask you to pour that potion over there…” She motioned to the pottery jar that was sat on the table, where her last assistant had left it. “...it’ll prevent my hands from getting too gooey and also to cold. So if you could please pick it up, and I’ll work on this. You can watch, I tend to concentrate better when I do this in silence. But I’ll explain once I’m done. Any questions before I begin?”