yian04
09-04-2005, 08:00 PM
?I looked around for help, but all I could see were the bodies of Dinka men.?this sentence stuck in my mind. A picture of a poor little boy stretching his small, feeble hands asking for just a little favor kept lingering around whole of my brain. I could?t help stifling my sob. My heart was flooded with a great sympathy and sorrow for the young Dinka tribesman?s story of abduction and enslavement. Now,I would like to share the hardships and torments that were suffered by Francis. I hope recomers can have a good thought after reading his story and realize how blissful you are in Malaysia. Besides,let?s pray for others who are still suffered from slavery.
As we know, the world has woken up to the brutal Arab militias of Sudan who have terrorized other ethnic groups for decades. Francis was one of the victims. ?Run, leave your things and run!?he heard a woman yelling as a group of people of lighter skin than his tribes, Dinka approaching them with swords and guns. Unfortunately, being too late for realizing the arrival of dangers, he was grabbed by a man from behind. He realized that his life has come to the end. Witnessing the blood running from his people like water in little rivers, he became utterly numb. Later,he and other children were guarded to an unknown town. He could hear wailing and screaming of the children around him. However, there was a complete silence after the murder of a crying little girl. She was killed by those cutthroat militiamen using one of their swords, cutting off at her thigh. Blood squirted all over her leaving an unforgettable and appalling scar in everyone?s hearts, even me.
Francis was sent to a village in that town. Three children ran out of the house, approached him. Initially, he thought he would earn a warm welcoming by them. Their singing, chanting the same word over and over: abeed, abeed, abeed. Then, they started to beat him using sticks. His yelling for help was oblivious by them. He passed out and later, waken up by the sun in a small mud shelter, a militiaman and his wife handed him a whip and asked him to be a good goatherd. Or he would have to pay for his disobedience. As they walked into the bush, he saw another black boy herding cows too, at least, he was not alone, he was sure they were Dinkas too. However, the militiaman whose name was Giemma asked him to stay away from them and stay with the goats. Since then, he learned that ?abeed? meant both ?black people? and ?slave?.
?Maybe you don?t need two legs. I?ll chop one off for you.?Giemma used to say this when Francis refused to do his chores. At first, Francis took his words only as a way to scare little, na?ve boys until one day when Giemma and he were returning from the grasslands. He spotted a Dinka who tried to escape with missing legs. A chill seeped into his spines, this was a real warning. Francis was lived in fears. That was the moment he began planning his escape after he was beaten furiously as Giemma found out two goats were missing. Since then, Francis had a phobia that if something has gone wrong again, it would earn him a beating. ?Why does no-one like me? Why do u make me sleep with the animals?? ?Because you?re an animal.? Giemma?s reply let him dazed. He understood now, why he just let his kids hit him, fed him garbage, left him to sleep in a hut no better than an animal pen.
?God is always with you, be tough and strong not matter what had happened to you because you?re grown up to do important things?his parents? advices were always with him although he didn?t success after his two attempts and suffered from the harsh punishments from Giemma. However, he didn?t forgo his plan. After 3 years, he proceeded his plan though. This time, he ran as fast as he could for as long as he could along the road away towards Mutari where was being his sanctuary. He was free! He has tasted his new feeling of being his own. Well,now he works for the American Anti-Slavery Group ( AASG ), which speaks out against slavery in Sudan and throughout the world. He has done lots of applaudable and admirable deeds for the sake of his people and slavery victims all around the world.
I have summarized the article ?Escape from Slavery?from Francis Bok. I would like everyone of you can take a serious look on this problem and appreciate what u have right now. Many of us have a bad quirk, when God gives us an apple, we will ask for a dozen. When God gives us a dozen, we will ask for a sack. Have a greatful heart whenver you go, you will definitely discover that God is always closer to us.
As we know, the world has woken up to the brutal Arab militias of Sudan who have terrorized other ethnic groups for decades. Francis was one of the victims. ?Run, leave your things and run!?he heard a woman yelling as a group of people of lighter skin than his tribes, Dinka approaching them with swords and guns. Unfortunately, being too late for realizing the arrival of dangers, he was grabbed by a man from behind. He realized that his life has come to the end. Witnessing the blood running from his people like water in little rivers, he became utterly numb. Later,he and other children were guarded to an unknown town. He could hear wailing and screaming of the children around him. However, there was a complete silence after the murder of a crying little girl. She was killed by those cutthroat militiamen using one of their swords, cutting off at her thigh. Blood squirted all over her leaving an unforgettable and appalling scar in everyone?s hearts, even me.
Francis was sent to a village in that town. Three children ran out of the house, approached him. Initially, he thought he would earn a warm welcoming by them. Their singing, chanting the same word over and over: abeed, abeed, abeed. Then, they started to beat him using sticks. His yelling for help was oblivious by them. He passed out and later, waken up by the sun in a small mud shelter, a militiaman and his wife handed him a whip and asked him to be a good goatherd. Or he would have to pay for his disobedience. As they walked into the bush, he saw another black boy herding cows too, at least, he was not alone, he was sure they were Dinkas too. However, the militiaman whose name was Giemma asked him to stay away from them and stay with the goats. Since then, he learned that ?abeed? meant both ?black people? and ?slave?.
?Maybe you don?t need two legs. I?ll chop one off for you.?Giemma used to say this when Francis refused to do his chores. At first, Francis took his words only as a way to scare little, na?ve boys until one day when Giemma and he were returning from the grasslands. He spotted a Dinka who tried to escape with missing legs. A chill seeped into his spines, this was a real warning. Francis was lived in fears. That was the moment he began planning his escape after he was beaten furiously as Giemma found out two goats were missing. Since then, Francis had a phobia that if something has gone wrong again, it would earn him a beating. ?Why does no-one like me? Why do u make me sleep with the animals?? ?Because you?re an animal.? Giemma?s reply let him dazed. He understood now, why he just let his kids hit him, fed him garbage, left him to sleep in a hut no better than an animal pen.
?God is always with you, be tough and strong not matter what had happened to you because you?re grown up to do important things?his parents? advices were always with him although he didn?t success after his two attempts and suffered from the harsh punishments from Giemma. However, he didn?t forgo his plan. After 3 years, he proceeded his plan though. This time, he ran as fast as he could for as long as he could along the road away towards Mutari where was being his sanctuary. He was free! He has tasted his new feeling of being his own. Well,now he works for the American Anti-Slavery Group ( AASG ), which speaks out against slavery in Sudan and throughout the world. He has done lots of applaudable and admirable deeds for the sake of his people and slavery victims all around the world.
I have summarized the article ?Escape from Slavery?from Francis Bok. I would like everyone of you can take a serious look on this problem and appreciate what u have right now. Many of us have a bad quirk, when God gives us an apple, we will ask for a dozen. When God gives us a dozen, we will ask for a sack. Have a greatful heart whenver you go, you will definitely discover that God is always closer to us.