Kids kidnapped by a TEACHER on Thursday and found a week later! Who can we trust?

This is a bizarre story that happened to my friend’ and her kid just this week. PARENTS BEWARE!!

My friend kids went to school as usual on Thursday in komarock. They are twin boys 13 years of age. Around mid morning one of the twins was not feeling well, he had a stomachache, so the teacher gave him permission to go home and get to a hospital. (Without calling or informing the mother). The other twin brother was not comfortable with his sick brother going home alone, and decided to take him. But as they were going, the teacher saw them and ordered the other twin to go back to class. So the sick boy continued home alone.

Just a few minutes after, the teacher followed the boy and told him that he did not want the other twin to take him home as she was going to take him home herself. She requested that they get a bus as it would be faster. The teacher had an orange she was eating and she shared with the boy which he accepted, ‘she was his teacher anyway and no reason not to trust her.’ 

Dreadfully, that was the last thing the boy remembers! That was on Thursday.

When wake up he found himself with no clothes, with only a vest and under pant, in a small house mad house, with no windows and one small door. There were other 6 children in the small house. The other kids were so weak to even speak or stand as they had been there for weeks, with just a small hole for ventilation.

By God’s grace on Tuesday 18^th June 2013, the boy saw the small hole and since the house was made of mad, he tried to push the mad to make a way. He was so weak. From Thursday he had not had anything to eat, not even a drop of water. With the little strength he had he pushed and his persistent pain off as he was able to squeeze and get away. He was very bruised but at least free.

Unaware of where he was, where he was going to go and hungry he stumbled on some garbage and he consumed anything he could find. A woman nearby saw the boy and was concerned as the boy was still naked and eating garbage.’ You can imagine with the freezing weather’. The woman asked him about his parents and if he knew her mother number and luckily the boy had memorized her mums number.

The mother had been searching for the boy since Thursday, reported to the police and was just praying and waiting. She was in the bathroom when the phone rang. Overjoyed she put some tee-shirt and a lesso’ (half naked).  A mother love for sure. And she rushed to the direction she was given and called the police who also came to the site. She borrowed a skirt from another woman so she could give her son the lesso.

The woman and the boy helped direct the police to the hut they were locked in and rescued the other 6 kids, two of them brothers. The kids were too weak to even talk or walk. They had not eaten for weeks!!!

The bizarre thing was that the kids had markings on their legs and private parts. My good guess spells out WITCHCRAFT! 

The teacher Rachael is in hiding and has not been seen and the police are looking for her. They have arrested the head master to help with the investigation and give more details.

The question is, WHO CAN WE TRUST?  If we can’t trust TEACHERS that we entrust our innocent kids to every single day, then who is left?

Mungu atusaidie.

MY HONEST OPINION

A friend once told me that I was opinionated and from where I stood at that time, I thought it was bad thing. After growing-up a few inches now, I strongly believe that being opinionated is a GOOD THING. We all have our views, ideas, belief, opinions on things. No matter how we look at it, they are just opinions that differ from one person to the next person. Well, opinions are like an Ass, everyone has it, whether we choose to sit on it or stand, it still remains there. If any one says that they are not opinionated, they are either lying, pretenders, really DUMB or to be nice, they are simply BLOND.

Imagine asking someone a question: as simple as 'how is the weather' or ‘what they are passionate about’, and they have no idea what to say. Makes you wonder what they have been learning all those years through school and college.

I love knowing my way around, asking questions, learning about different things, i love to have answers and have a meaningful conversation with people. The best thing about opinions is you DON'T have to be right. They are just that: OPINIONS. The best innovations arise from assumptions and getting a few opinions to make one giant next-generation inventions.

I've always had a notebook in my bag and under my pillow. I love to write and engage. I love to raise my opinions even when i am not so right, that's how I learn.

So yes, my friend was right, I am opinionated and i love it. So take it or don't take my word for it.

 IT'S MY JUST HONEST OPINION.!

HUMBLING: BLIND, DEAF and DUMB AND CRIPPLED

I have been doing a lot of complaining lately. Somehow I do believe my reasons are a little justifiable, since I lost almost every thing in one season. I am sure most of us often feel like we have so little compared to others. The moment we get that wish we had been praying for, we are on to the next to the next obsession. Am counting all the things I want and I say want because half of them are not even a necessity. I am still feeling less

I read somewhere that if you want to be happy, watch less news. Well, I am not a news fun but this night I had a glance of a few stories and one that changed my attitude and put my ungrateful heart into perspective.
The story was of a woman being united with her daughter after 20 years apart. Apparently the daughter went missing as a child and they hadn’t seen each other since then. Well, that’s a story but it was not my turning point.

The woman is BLIND, DEAF, and DUMB AND CRIPPLED. Yes, you heard me right. We have probably come across people who are blind and using a stick, or a deaf and dumb person. And there are so many crippled people to start giving examples. But I have never heard of all this crafted into one person.
This hit me like a tornado and I don’t think I will ever be the same again. After years of complaining about how much I do not have and taking things for granted, I have a soul make-over. I can’t believe I even had the guts to wish I had better eyes, smaller lips and bigger boobs to name just a few.

If I am this physically fit with all parts of my body intact and still complaining, I am lost for words what this woman would complain about. Where would she start? To whom would she start blaming it on?
She seemed so happy and actually overjoyed seeing her daughter and you could tell she was content with who she was. This reminds me of an amazing God who does wonders. His ways are not our ways and He answers to no one.

My complaining season is over and I have replaced my complaining heart with a heart of worship thanks to this woman. She has changed my life and the way I used to look at things. though I still feel like I have less, at least i can proudly say that i am blessed and touched!

I AM REALLY HUMBLED!!!!