"It's Not My Child" Could be Yours One Day

Hello readlanders, hello actives! How're you all doing. The trend now amongst my friends is being sick. I have counted four of my good friends that are suffering from the most common sickness in my continent; malaria and typhoid. Everyone existing in this country has a history of that sickness including me. What do we actually expect from the harsh/burning sun, trekking every nook and cranny of the city and doing most work manually. All this stress could all of a sudden break one down.

I met Victor today while walking home from school, he was so quiet and walked slowly. I thought maybe he was waiting for someone but as I walked closer to him, I found out he was walking alone. His voice was so low as we exchanged pleasantries and at that spot, I noticed he wasn't in himself. I found out he has been suffering from the same Malaria and typhoid as he said and was going to the pharmacy for some treatment. Please, let's check out those friends we haven't seen in a while, it is very important and to all those who are sick or bedridden, I am wishing you all a strong heart and quick recovery. Kisses!

One human character I noticed some people possess is not always caring about some little things that matter. It happens to me sometimes but a close look at that would tell you that it is just how things are. I'm drawing my attention to the children around us.

There's this popular saying in my country that a child isn't only born to his family, he belongs to everyone. That remains true generally, but partly or rather individually a doubt. Today, I saw three children walking along the road with the eldest carrying the youngest. The eldest child carrying the youngest one wasn't in a matching outfit like the other kids. Obviously, that was concerning and gave people thoughts about the children coming from different mothers.

I have a friend who was sent to stay with her aunt because her mom was late. She was happy to have someone she would call a mom unknown to her that it was the opposite. She was welcomed but as time went on, she became a house maid. She did the cleaning and washing alone, cooked and sometimes served food for her auntie's children who were of the same age brackets with her. My worst part of her story was that she carried some provisions to her aunt's stall while the so called aunt drives an empty car to the same stall and at closure, she repeats the same while her aunt drives an empty car back home.

Those treatments were simply because it wasn't her child, that is quite understanding but why would she take someone's daughter to maltreat her. That is child abuse and neglect. So many homes have similar things going on there. When they see the parents of the child, they smile and talk with happiness but beneath their smiling face is an ugly mask worse than a nightmare.

In some cases, some parents will adopt a child due to their inability to have one but after they finally had a child of their own, things change from better to worse for the adopted kid. Denying children their fundamental rights and abusing them because we no longer have full love of them is insane. Now that it is another person's child under your care, it could be your own child out there.

One of the most prevalent types of child abuse, neglect is frequently combined with other types of maltreatment.

Child neglect differs from other types of maltreatment in that it relates to failures to provide for a child's fundamental requirements. Some are forcefully stopped going to school while the biological ones continue.

Nobody knows tomorrow. "Tomorrow is pregnant" they say, no one knows what tomorrow has. I read about a life story of a neglected child who was abandoned and disowned by his father. He lived in the streets and from the streets, he met someone who helped him and today, he is so rich. Today, the table has turned around and the man; his father who has disowned him is asking for forgiveness lying on his sickbed. No one truly knows tomorrow.

Thanks for your time as I leave with the below deep quotes.

"Because we were treated neglectfully and abusively in our young years when we most needed self-love to be mirrored it was difficult to hold onto…We take up the challenge of learning to love ourselves, through our highs & our lows, when we are finding acceptance from others and when we are being closed out and rejected" __Maureen Brady

"Our society has a twisted sense of motherhood. They believe that all mothers are kind, tender, gentle, and loving. Unfortunately, not all women who give birth to children are good parents. Not all women are fit to be mothers" _Dana Arcuri

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