Childhood is central to the plot, imagery, and meaning of Cereus Blooms at Night by Shani Mootoo — childhood is the time and site of both creation love but also the absolutely brutal abuse and rape that Mala — Pohpoh — Ramchandin endures from her father from a very young age. There are many passages, however, especially in the beginning, where childhood is alluded to by Tyler, or compared to things that are not childish to diminish them. This puts childhood at the forefront of the novel immediately, and in association with Mala in her helpless old self.
“‘Mr. Tyler, I know that you had formal training… but that does not give you the authority to make up rules for yourself. You will always find troublesome residents but in the end, at their age, they are all like children. And when children misbehave, you have to discipline them'” (13-14).
This passage establishes a parallel between childhood and diminished value or agency of whatever it is compared to in that moment. In this case, Sister rids the elders in the home, especially Mala, of their agency as adults by telling Tyler “they are all like children” and “misbehave” (13). Mala had almost no agency as a child — she and her actions were owned by her father, and that connection is made before we as readers even know her story. However, the stripping of agency by others, by outsiders to her life, is contrasted by the way that Tyler treats her as lonely, misunderstood, and in need:
“I sat by her head, slipped my arm under her back and pulled her into my arms. I held her against my chest, rocking her until the first streaks of morning light broke through the pitch-black sky” (21).
As he “held her against [his] chest” Mala seems small, like a baby; the word “rocking” is associated with rocking a small child to sleep when they’re restless (21). Now, instead of child as a demeaning association, the imagery is of comfort, solemnness and melancholy of a crying baby. Someone is there for her in a way a parent would be, not only in a moment where she has no one by her side, but in a lifetime parental abuse as well as absence.
The imagery of a child in Mala in her present narrative as a very old woman is threaded throughout the novel. The imagery shifts to an air of innocence and childish joy and love, rather than child helplessness and lack of agency by the end: “She giggles and twitches her feet…On visiting days she wears a garland of snail shells about her neck” (247). The snail shells are representative of the small parts of love and play she had in her childhood, an image that is established throughout the novel. In her last years, perhaps Mala is reclaiming her childhood and the moments of care and love Pohpoh had amidst the horrible pain of her childhood cut short.