HungerBAD:
Speechless.

Another life has just been taken.

Just as the Police shot and killed my younger sister's husband at a check point, saying it was an accidental discharge because they carry guns.

Just as hundred's of innocent Nigerian's are killed yearly by the Police, because they carry guns.

Just as those innocent ibo boys were killed in Abuja some years back because they carry guns.

Just as those Northern traders were killed and their bodies burned, along Lokoja-Abuja road some years back because they carry guns.

Just as thousands of mostly the poor illiterate Nigerians are bulled and oppressed by the Police, because they carry gun.

Sometimes, you are just left speechless with what to say or even what to write.

When this mother set out from home that day, she did not know that she will not only end up nearly losing her life, but losing her child too.

I could have been that child in that woman's belly, it could have been you in her womb, it could have been any of us who just go their live's snuffed out.

That child could have been great. That child was just Murdered by sadly, the people that were suppose to save lives.

This story touches me personally,as i am reliving what my younger one went through and is still going through with her kids, just because a drunk policeman was given a gun.

Sometimes, even a sinner and an Atheist Prays. And this is a good time for prayers.

May we and our family never encounter anything that will cut our live's short.

youngice:
Get a lawyer Go to these activist NGO Tell your story and sue the NPF Then demand that they go to jail My heart felt condolences

Sobeautiful:
Must you be this insensitive? Don't you think you should have looked for another thread to post your business instead of one like this?

donem:


Man how much would 2 units cost? Am interested.

mentorandfriend:
We're talking about a life that was lost even before it began; gone like the wind, taken by arrogance, stvpidity, brainless backwardness and unprofessionalsm, and all that matters to you is to advertise your business.
I have no words to begin to describe your foolishness, heartless depravity, and unbridled lust for gain.
Nonsense.

firstolalekan:

How much?

hadizasaf:


Call me whatever you want
Advert na advert
Even coke noi stop advert when plane crash for naija
Truth is what has your mourning achieved?
Apart from abusing an organisation you'd love to join if given the chance
I mourn with the bereaved but if she had the fone I'm advertising perhaps things could have been better

hadizasaf:


While I respect and mourn with the bereaved,bros please tell me what your sensitivity has achieved in Nigeria other than throwing curses at the NPF!

HungerBAD:
Speechless.

Another life has just been taken.

Just as the Police shot and killed my younger sister's husband at a check point, saying it was an accidental discharge because they carry guns.

Just as hundred's of innocent Nigerian's are killed yearly by the Police, because they carry guns.

Just as those innocent ibo boys were killed in Abuja some years back because they carry guns.

Just as those Northern traders were killed and their bodies burned, along Lokoja-Abuja road some years back because they carry guns.

Just as thousands of mostly the poor illiterate Nigerians are bulled and oppressed by the Police, because they carry gun.

Sometimes, you are just left speechless with what to say or even what to write.

When this mother set out from home that day, she did not know that she will not only end up nearly losing her life, but losing her child too.

I could have been that child in that woman's belly, it could have been you in her womb, it could have been any of us who just go their live's snuffed out.

That child could have been great. That child was just Murdered by sadly, the people that were suppose to save lives.

This story touches me personally,as i am reliving what my younger one went through and is still going through with her kids, just because a drunk policeman was given a gun.

Sometimes, even a sinner and an Atheist Prays. And this is a good time for prayers.

May we and our family never encounter anything that will cut our live's short.

Brytawon:
I was walking around when i saw a cashier hand
this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't
have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have
enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy
turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny,
are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She
replied, ''You know that you don't have enough
money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked
him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she
went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his
hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked
him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the
doll that my sister loved most and wanted so
much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa
Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that
maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all,
and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus
can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to
give the doll to my mommy so that she can give
it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes
were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has
gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is
going to see God very soon too, so I thought that
she could take the doll with her to give it to my
sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy
looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell
mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I
come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of
himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I
want mommy to take my picture with her so she
won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish
she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that
she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he
looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very
quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the
boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you
do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said,
'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my
money to his without him seeing and we started
to count it. There was enough for the doll and
even some spare money.
The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me
enough money!' Then he looked at me and
added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep
for God to make sure I had enough money to buy
this doll, so that mommy could give it to my
sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have
enough money to buy a white rose for my
mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too
much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll
and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white
roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I
left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a
totally different state of mind from when I
started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my
mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper
article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk
man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a
young woman and a little girl. The little girl died
right away and the mother was left in a critical
state. The family had to decide whether to pull
the plug on the life-sustaining machine because
the young woman would not be able to recover
from the coma. Was this the family of the little
boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy I
read in the newspaper that the young woman
had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I
bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the
funeral home where the body of the young
woman was for people to see and make last
wishes before her burial. She was there, in her
coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand
with the photo of the little boy and the doll
placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life
had been changed forever. The love that the
little boy had for his mother and his sister is still,
to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of
a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away
from him.