daily prompt

From Hate to Something Like Okay

What do you love now, that you hated when you were younger?

Actually there are many things I used to hate, but… I don’t feel the same now.

You could say I’ve finally come to accept them.

By the way, I used the word hate which I hated so much.

But sometimes hate can’t be replaced by a gentle dislike.

Strong words belong to strong feelings.

Right.

For this post, I’ll just mention one of them which is … Dogs.

I used to hate these creatures in all their shapes, species, and origins.

Many years ago, during the summer holidays, we used to go to the village where my grandparents’ big house was. There, dogs were my nightmare because most of the big houses had big guarding ones.

Their barking, their sharp teeth, their lolling tongues weren’t showing any sign of cuteness or any kind of amity. 

Worse, dogs were known in Egypt as savage, and the masters of biting. 

How could anyone on this earth love these creatures.

Dogs in cartoons were the exception, for two main reasons: 

First, they were fictional.

Second, they sometimes behaved better than humans.

Now, don’t they say; after hostility comes amity. 

Or better put, after hate comes amity.

I try to follow this piece of wisdom.

My hate levels gradually went down. 

Cute and funny joined my dictionary of dog vocabulary.

Until that day, about three years ago.

My neighbour on the opposite side of the road used to have two big dogs. 

They barked at everyone passing by whether as a sign of welcome, excitement or warning, I honestly don’t know.

I always avoided crossing the road and walking past their door.

But once, when I was in a hurry, I totally forgot about their routine.

So I crossed the road, and as I was checking the time, they burst into barking.

My heart almost stopped beating as I froze before the gate and looked them straight in the eye.

“You’re such an animal!” I mumbled under my breath, and they looked as if they had swallowed their tongues.

I walked away my head up, full of dignity, proud of myself. 

I even managed to stifle a big laugh, wondering whether I had hurt their feelings.

So … I can’t say I like dogs.

But I can say I’m okay with dogs as long as they keep sufficient distance and show good manners.

With hate-turn-into-okay-thoughts,

Nahla