Its Children's day...i really would want to remember my fun days as a child; the nursery ryhmes we sang, the games we played (some with the cork of soft drinks, some with bicycle wheels and sticks..), the meals we cooked with weeds and sand in empty tins, the plays we acted...where we had to act mummy and daddy roles, the debates we had...in which we had to 'convince and not confuse' people...(laughing); very lovely and stress free moments. 

But in trying to enjoy these memories, i was hit hard by a story of another abused kid early hours of this morning. She had to run away from home yesterday because her father who has been sexually abusing her for the past 3 years wanted abusing her yesterday again... I can't hold back my pain. 

For 3 years now, can you imagine her pain?She can't have fun like other kids...her father has stolen her 'joys of childhood'. 'is it a crime to be a child?'.., 'is it a crime that as a child,i don't have strength or words to fight for myself?'..,'is it a child's fault that he/she was born in the family he/she was born into?'.., as i picture my days of childhood, i can't help but run down tears for this child who can't have a worry-free and problem-free beginning.

I remember my prayers as a child; i always thanked God for my parents and my siblings, and i prayed that he should provide for my parents so that i could enjoy it...(what sweet and 'wahala-free' prayer..), but can you imagine the prayer of this child?...'she wonders if abuse was the reason God made her'...'she regrets coming out from her mum's belly...she wished she died at birth'... For her,babies who left the world before they ever saw it, are the most fortunate...Please,can you pray for children like her today?

 Please,while you play with children today to help them feel good, don't forget to give a hand or ears to one who needs it (there's is definately one beside you).

At the fall of APRIL... You might be wondering what i mean, but i guess i want to get you wondering the same way i kept wondering about issues this April. I’ve been pondering and asking questions, over and over, but i can’t seem to be any close to an answer. Please share my thoughts with me...., and make input too if you see it the way i do... The world is insane if you ask me; What was the thought of a 70 year old man when he abused a girl of 4? What was that ‘close to the grave’ aged man thinking when he inserted his manhood into the mouth of that 18 months old baby? What did that neice do so wrong that made her closest uncle take her pride from her? How can that sweet trusted Aunty expose that innocent angel to lesbianism? A Dad, (who carried his sweet baby when she was born and looked into those cute eyes, and patted her fragile fingers, and thought of the beautiful lady she’ll grow up to be) takes the pride of his daughter at the age of 10; when did this become right? The world has gone mad... Hmmmm....are you still sharing my thoughts? Do you have answers? I’m not close to any yet. Do you know that there exist 4.2 million pornography websites? I’m not talking thousands or hundreds...its 4 million, 200 thousand (that’s no joke). What made this right? What made the society embrace this? Do you know that there is child pornography? Porn pictures of children as young as 8 years? What did they ever do wrong? What’s in it that delights people? Is the society still upholding morality? Is the generation coming, going to be any safe and sane? I’m still pondering, questions running after questions..., I’m tired. Issue of rape is no more news; a brother bedding his sister has suddenly become stale; the issue of homosexualism is now taken as natural. When did this become right? What ever happened to us? My heart has been heavy this April fall...,we need to observe and acknowledge this evil we’re living with, and put in our own quota to help young kids faced with this, we just might be able to save the generation coming...

Imagine

IMAGINE
Can you imagine?
Can you make an invisible creation of the heartaches of people?
Here you are (in your minor) thinking life is such a mess-
But in reality...
Can you imagine?
Almost one of every three girls born this day...,
Almost one of every eight boys born this day...,
......it’s too bad,
It’s so sickening and it makes me wonder...,
Can you imagine?
If they had a choice, they won’t have been in this mess,
If they were taught early, it won’t have happened,
If they weren’t taken there, it won’t have been a reality,
If they had not trusted, they won’t have been failed,
... so many ‘ifs’ to imagine.
Her life was theatened, she gave her pride,
His ego was forcefully taken from him,
No one believes; they think it’s a twist,
No one believes; he thinks it’s his fault,
Can you imagine?
Beautiful people think their lives are ugly,
People’s lives are in a mess,
It’s a great and disastrous epidemic,
I’m going to help fix this.
I can only imagine you doing more.

Words from the heart of one who is passionate for Sexually Abused Kids.....
People, generally, move about and act like the evil called Child Sexual Abuse doesn’t exist. But, just like corruption or global warming, Child Sexual Abuse is a societal issue; it reflects the culture of the present society, and further reflects the culture of the society in the future. Can you believe that 1 out every 3 girls, 1 out of every 8 boys will be abused before his or her 18th birthday? Though, violence of any kind cannot be eradicated, but we can acknowledge its presence, develop an act of managing it, and further prevent it.
What is not talked about only precipates with time; it doesn’t fade, neither does it vanish; it grows from one generation to another just like hereditary traits.
Lets’ talk.......