A True story that happened when I was a young girl.
A distant memory – years ago….
It was in Lagos, Africa. I had just settled into school after me, my brother and parents arrival from UK. Dad had just completed his Cambridge Scholarship.
I must have been about 9 years old and there were stories of kids being abducted. Sometimes Dad’s driver brought us home, but on this occasion we walked home and spotted a tall dark man walking behind us. We looked at each other and said he must be one of the abductors, so we ran for it.
As we did, guess who fell down with one of her shoes coming off. Yes, it was me. My friends looked back in horror and ran back to me, while the man was getting closer to us. We looked at him – I was still on the ground holding my breath and my eyes were getting wider. My friends must have panicked too because they stood still as he approached. We all froze.
He came close picked up my shoe and gave it to me. I was speechless. I can’t remember if he smiled or said anything. He then walked away and we all looked at him, thinking he was a nice man after all.
Sadly, this is not the case for many children all over the world. I pray for their safe return.
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