Knowledge is to the door.

Penitence is to approach it.

Prayer is to knock upon it.

But to open it is not within your power.

As child I remember doing things with my hands. Building my own little toys. i.e making cars out of boxes and learning to look after it.Children where I come from, Didnt get lots of toys.So most of us made our toys kept our little mind busy.My friends who went to school, tought me to swear, and get up to no good letter in life. home schooling is best. I agree with home schooling. I was brought up without a tally. Best thing ever happened to me.BEST OF LUCK TO ALL THE HOME SCHOOLING .

Happy fathers day to all good fathers.

I MISS YOUR HUGS:(. But you are always in my heart.

How I miss your stories your smile
 I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU DEARLY

Well, A FUNNY thing,just cant shut it out.

Been thinking about it all day long .I have never laughed so much. Man, mat comes to work for one day a week.He is in a wheel chair,a nice guy . Today we had some top officers visiting us.They were standing in the corridor talking mat wanted to go through and they ignored him he came back and said, Watch me this time ,after 5 min he turned around, and went straight into the officer leg And apologized, the way opened for mat but he started saying how sorry he is As he was saying how sorry he is he was running the wheels on there toes. He waved at me and went through the door. I heard the officer saying I am sorry i have to share the planet with you.

My mind went back to another time. The time of killings, raping,Hyman suffering, Wild life slaughtered,Children sold .

I have lived through all this and more it haunts you Day and night .I have seen people shot and the body's have been left for the dogs to feed on .And no body dare move the body.

I have heard mothers say to there baby's stop crying or we will be killed.I have meet a man once caring a key chain with a dead human finger on it ,and he was proud if it. Children died because doctors left the country
We suffered all this not because we were weak No. Being poor is another thing .And they had guns.

my mind keeps going back to day the red cross arrived And relief on peoples faces soon followed by UK,Canada,Holland,etc .But fear too was present.

I meet a women who had survived ,She saw her children and husband killed and they left her for dead.

I also meet a lot of good people.but living here was taking a chance with life and death.

Then they killed my father time to go

So! I came to England arrived here in my crocodile shoes drain pipes looking out of date .(No wounder every one was looking at me kinda funny ), Then the crocodile shoes weren't made for cold they started shrinking in the cold weather. The shoes turned on me the crocodiles last laugh,man they cut through my feet it started bleeding .Now what to do? I am not used to the cold weather .The bus pulled in, fare please I took my shoes off, and carried them to a bin and said goodbye to my crocodile shoes that would have made me stand out among the crowed in UK. Walked bare feet, In freezing winter to the refugee camp in southern England.I saw some horses on the way and remembered the animals that i use to see. Lionesses stalking,The position taken by each lionesses all that came back to me.

Thank you mat for the lesson,Next time i know better then to argue with a wheelchair .

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