Truth in Translation
N.Y. Sun
September 5, 2023
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Editor’s Note: This piece tied for first place in the Pulse writing contest, “On Being Different.”
I learned from my grandfather how to lie to doctors the same way that baby birds learn chirping: by mimicry.
“All healed,” I would translate for my grandfather at appointments. “I used to smoke, but not anymore.” “The pain is very faint.”
A good apprentice, I knew that he was lying, and I translated it anyway. I was eight years old, and a fast learner.
