Muslim Women and Their Infants 穆斯林婦女和她們的嬰孩

I dreamt that our company was conducting training on the second floor of an office building. We played a game called "Word Creation" as a way to introduce ourselves.

I remember seeing an iron wall with our names made into small magnets, each with a hashtag in front, turning every name into a tag. When it was your turn to introduce yourself, you would attach your name magnet to the iron wall, and we would start creating words.

At one point, a female colleague and a foreigner walked by. When it was her turn to introduce herself, she said her name was Fiona and attached the "#Fiona" magnet to the wall. We then started making words. Someone said "Fiona cookie," to which I asked, "Where can you find a Fiona cookie?" Then I saw some red dates and said "Fiona red dates," making everyone burst into laughter. We continued creating all sorts of imaginative words.

Suddenly, the foreigner mentioned seeing someone in the corner downstairs. He said it looked like a monk walking by. I thought, "This is a technical training session, why would there be a monk?"

When I looked downstairs, it wasn't a monk but a Muslim woman. She had her head covered with a blue or grey cloth, which the foreigner mistook for a monk's robe.

I leaned out and asked her, "Is there something wrong?" She was crying continuously. I went downstairs and asked her again what was wrong. She said, "I'm drowning my child!" I rushed outside and saw several Muslim women pouring water over a baby, trying to drown it.

I screamed loudly, which startled everyone inside to come rushing out. When I screamed, the Muslim women were so frightened that they ran away. As they fled, the baby's face fell into the water. I kept screaming and screaming, telling them to save the baby. Others quickly turned the baby over, its face covered in mud and vomiting water.

As I was screaming, one of the Muslim women who had been holding a flat, round bamboo basket dropped everything and ran away.

I yelled, "What's that?" Later, someone told me, "That's her daughter!" It turned out that the baby girl had been wrapped into a flat, round shape. I continued screaming, "There's another person here! They want to bury her!"

Others rushed to save the baby girl while I kept screaming. Then I woke up.

After waking up, I had a familiar feeling, realizing I had dreamed the same dream before, where Muslim women were drowning their children. The previous dream wasn’t as terrifying, but this time the attempt to drown the baby made me scream, leaving a deep impression on me.

夢見我們公司在一棟辦公大樓的二樓辦教育訓練。我們玩「造詞」的遊戲來自我介紹。

我記得看到一面鐵的牆壁，我們的名字製成小磁鐵，前面加＃號，讓每個名字變成一個標籤。輪到你自我介紹時，就把你的名字小磁鐵吸附在鐵牆上，然後我們就來造詞。

剛好有位女同事跟一位老外走過來。輪她自我介紹時，她說她叫 Fiona，就把「#Fiona」的磁鐵吸附在鐵牆上，我們就開始造詞。有人說「Fiona 餅乾」，我說哪裡有「Fiona 餅乾」。然後我看到紅棗，我就說「Fiona 紅棗」，大家笑成一團。反正我們就開始天馬行空，創造很多詞。

突然老外說看到樓下角落有人，他說好像看到有位法師走過去。我心想：｢我們這是技術有關的訓練，怎麼會有法師？」

我往樓下看去，不是法師，是一位穆斯林婦女。她頭上包著像是藍色或是灰色的布，所以老外誤以為她是法師。

我探出頭問她：｢有什麼事嗎？」她一直哭。我走到樓下，再問她有什麼事嗎？她說：「我正在溺死我的孩子！」我趕快衝出門，看到幾個穆斯林婦女，正在灌水給一個嬰孩，就是要讓那個嬰孩溺死。

我驚聲尖叫，一直尖叫，裡面的人就衝出來。當我尖叫的那個時候，那幾個穆斯林婦女，被我嚇到，就跑了。她們跑掉的時候，嬰孩的臉就直接撲在水裡。我嚇到一直尖叫，一直尖叫，叫他們趕快把那個嬰孩救起來。其他人趕快把那個嬰孩翻過來，那個嬰孩臉上沾滿污泥，還吐出好多水。

當我在驚聲尖叫時，其中一位穆斯林婦女手上本來有個圓形扁平的竹簍，嚇到她把竹簍裡的東西丟出來就跑了。

我大叫：「那是什麼東西？」後來我聽到有人跟我說：「那是她的女兒！」原來小女嬰被包成一個扁平圓形物件，然後我繼續尖叫：「這邊還有一個人！她們想要把她埋掉！」

其他人衝過來救那個女嬰，我就是一直在尖叫。然後我就醒了。

醒來後，我有一種熟悉感，我曾經夢過同樣的夢，同樣是穆斯林婦女溺死她們孩子的夢。之前的夢沒有這麼驚悚，這次的夢要把嬰孩溺死，讓我尖叫出來，所以才有深刻印象。