Well, those were my grandmother’s words one night.
My grandmother lived with me for a couple of years and it was one of the best times of my life. She gave me a lot of love (translated good food). A friend also moved in with me. My house had three bedrooms and so we all had a room each. One night at about 2.00 am, there was a loud scratching side on one side of the house. My friend and I woke up and met in the living room just wondering what was going on. Being only women in the house, we were afraid that maybe it was a robber trying to break in. Finally we realized that it was the guava tree scraping the roof and nobody was trying to come in. As we were talking, I heard my grandmother shouting and I had the following conversation with her:
Grandma: Don’t come in here and rape me! I am an old woman! Go into the other bedrooms if you want to rape anyone! There are girls there!
Me: Grandma! How can you say that?
Grandma: That’s the truth. I will die if any man abuses me.
Me: What about us?
Grandma: You will just get sick and then recover and get on with your life. Do you want me to die?
Me: Grandma, you are already old and you have had your life, so you have nothing to fear!
Of course, I did not want anything happening to her – I just wanted to hear what more she had to say, and she had plenty! As bad as my grandmother’s advice to the would-be rapist was, my friend and I had a good laugh about it. My grandmother never changed her mind about preserving herself before her granddaughter. I still have a laugh when I think about this.