“Thank you sir. Thank you so much for the food. I don’t think anyone would give me a free food. No sir, not these days.”
“ I know what you feel. Would you believe me when I say to you that I was once a vagabond?”
My eyes stared at him and wearing that curious look he continued, “ yes, I was once like you and some people living in the forest. I was once overcome by my sin and mistake made in my life that I left everything, my house, my family, my job and all the people I know and lived in the forest.” He kept on, “ I’m not that rich but surely I have what a man needs and a few to give. But I made this terrible, terrible thing that broke my family, you guess what?” Looking at me his eyes soliciting an answer to me. I said, “ woman?” He laughed aloud telling me “You’re a perceptive man”, pointing his forefinger to me.
“How did you know man?”
“ It’s just a guess. It’s the old perennial problem of man.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Nodding his head and he goes on, it broke my family. My wife left me having our kids with him and all his family my in laws treated me like I have A.I.D.S. I fought for the custody of my son in the court but I lost. Soon after, the whole community small as it is knew about my adulterous acts that they all expelled me from their circles. I was alone and rejected by all. My boss fired me and my house was given to my wife all I have was my clothes. They even took my car and for a short time I live in my so called friends from one friend to another but their wives influencing my friends kicked me out that’s why I ended up in the streets.” He was telling me his story with teary eyes and with great conviction. “ In the streets, I loose all hope. I learned to rob, kick *** and smoke marijuana and dope and deal drugs. In order for me to survive, I became a male prostitute, a pimp but I can’t seem to find satisfaction. I tried to be straight and all but the community doesn’t give me another chance. I tried applying for a job but I’m not qualified because I’m over age. And when they knew of what happened to me, they just dismiss me not having at all a chance to explain. Against all odds, I want to end it all, I went to the forest to kill myself. Are you bored? Still want me to continue my story? Do you want anything?” He asks me.
“ I’d like to have a glass of water sir. And I want to hear your story. Please go on.”
With all his heart, he proceeds, “ I went to the forest to kill myself, hoping I would meet a bear or along the way chance to find some ropes or vines and hang myself or a venomous snake or jump on a cliff and die. Die to end it all!” Telling me this crying. “ To finish all the pain and shame and hurts.” He stopped and looking around seen his son and wife watching him. Wiping his tears, “ Everything is alright here honey. I’m just telling him my story. Son, daddy is just moved narrating to this man. Everything is A okay.”
“ Honey, it’s past now. You have us. Okay?” His wife said.
“ Yes honey I know. Thank you. Go on now do what you’re doing. Son you go on playing. Don’t mind daddy, okay?”
“Yes dad,” his son replied.
Looking at me, “ when I reached the forest I ran as fast as I could crying wanting to end my life. I grab a vine, but I can’t seem to loose it to the tree. I can’t cut it I don’t have anything sharp with me, and as I’m trying to pull it, many red ants bit me. I let go and like a crazy man tried to find any snakes on the holes. I found a hole and tried to put my head in but my head doesn’t fit in. I put my legs in but no one bit me.” I ran and saw a cliff and jump but I fell on its crevice and I’m still alive.”
While he’s telling me this part my face is going red. I tried not to laugh but I can’t help it. Slowly my teeth began to show. My eyes also became
“ I know what you feel. Would you believe me when I say to you that I was once a vagabond?”
My eyes stared at him and wearing that curious look he continued, “ yes, I was once like you and some people living in the forest. I was once overcome by my sin and mistake made in my life that I left everything, my house, my family, my job and all the people I know and lived in the forest.” He kept on, “ I’m not that rich but surely I have what a man needs and a few to give. But I made this terrible, terrible thing that broke my family, you guess what?” Looking at me his eyes soliciting an answer to me. I said, “ woman?” He laughed aloud telling me “You’re a perceptive man”, pointing his forefinger to me.
“How did you know man?”
“ It’s just a guess. It’s the old perennial problem of man.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Nodding his head and he goes on, it broke my family. My wife left me having our kids with him and all his family my in laws treated me like I have A.I.D.S. I fought for the custody of my son in the court but I lost. Soon after, the whole community small as it is knew about my adulterous acts that they all expelled me from their circles. I was alone and rejected by all. My boss fired me and my house was given to my wife all I have was my clothes. They even took my car and for a short time I live in my so called friends from one friend to another but their wives influencing my friends kicked me out that’s why I ended up in the streets.” He was telling me his story with teary eyes and with great conviction. “ In the streets, I loose all hope. I learned to rob, kick *** and smoke marijuana and dope and deal drugs. In order for me to survive, I became a male prostitute, a pimp but I can’t seem to find satisfaction. I tried to be straight and all but the community doesn’t give me another chance. I tried applying for a job but I’m not qualified because I’m over age. And when they knew of what happened to me, they just dismiss me not having at all a chance to explain. Against all odds, I want to end it all, I went to the forest to kill myself. Are you bored? Still want me to continue my story? Do you want anything?” He asks me.
“ I’d like to have a glass of water sir. And I want to hear your story. Please go on.”
With all his heart, he proceeds, “ I went to the forest to kill myself, hoping I would meet a bear or along the way chance to find some ropes or vines and hang myself or a venomous snake or jump on a cliff and die. Die to end it all!” Telling me this crying. “ To finish all the pain and shame and hurts.” He stopped and looking around seen his son and wife watching him. Wiping his tears, “ Everything is alright here honey. I’m just telling him my story. Son, daddy is just moved narrating to this man. Everything is A okay.”
“ Honey, it’s past now. You have us. Okay?” His wife said.
“ Yes honey I know. Thank you. Go on now do what you’re doing. Son you go on playing. Don’t mind daddy, okay?”
“Yes dad,” his son replied.
Looking at me, “ when I reached the forest I ran as fast as I could crying wanting to end my life. I grab a vine, but I can’t seem to loose it to the tree. I can’t cut it I don’t have anything sharp with me, and as I’m trying to pull it, many red ants bit me. I let go and like a crazy man tried to find any snakes on the holes. I found a hole and tried to put my head in but my head doesn’t fit in. I put my legs in but no one bit me.” I ran and saw a cliff and jump but I fell on its crevice and I’m still alive.”
While he’s telling me this part my face is going red. I tried not to laugh but I can’t help it. Slowly my teeth began to show. My eyes also became
