Creative works by: Melting Ice Towers
We sometimes fall victims of certain undesirable circumstances or unacceptable lifestyles that we are at times left of no choice but to take their course and embrace them. In some extents, we tend to do them for life or for such a long period to fulfil a certain reward or gain from what we want. Some might not agree with this article but you will find some sense in it.
In this world, there are many things which go against the normal activities of a human being. They are viewed as abnormal/vices. Some refer to them as taboos. Things like prostitution and the likes. When the people in the community get a hint that so and so is a prostitute, their attitudes towards them abruptly changes to the negative. The community doesn’t endorse such acts. They are crowned all sorts of bad names and tagged with mannerisms of immorality. In some communities, they are burnt!
Do you ask yourself these questions before judging the people you see…?
‘Why is he/she in prostitution?’
‘Why is the 12 year old kid in prostitution?’
‘Do you think all of the culprits enjoy what they do?’
Have you employed the ‘bottom approach’ in diagnosing the root problem of the high influx of teens in this kind of lifestyle?
We hope this story touches your heart in one way or the other to help you come into reality about this growing sector.
Not all people who got in this business are happy or chose to be. To some, circumstances forced them to do what they would previously have imagined.
Currently, Mary is a third year student pursuing Economics and Finance in a certain prestigious university. She is currently aged 26yrs and she has plans of setting up a foundation to help young poor ladies. That’s so generous of her! But do you know why? You need to know her roots.
Her background wasn’t s good as you would maybe expect it to be. She had actually given up completely on life. All she wanted was to drop down dead one day. She just didn’t know the mechanism to eliminate herself from this world.
At age 8, her parents were killed in a mysterious way by people who had previously made contact with her. She actually knew them. It wasn’t just the normal death as she recalls. It was a horrendous night! She watched in disbelief as they breathed their last.
check out before reading this : TEMPTING WAVE PART ONE
She rolled from side to side in a bid to get some sleep. She kept rotating her slender beautiful body wondering where her life was to start. Her eyes were open and her face could tell it all. She was unsettled. She could not find sleep though. The ceaseless sounds that emanated from the other houses next to her could not even make her have peace with herself. She was in sixes and sevens. When other couples were living life, when other children were being pampered by their parents, when other families were planning make over’s and good life strategy, Joy was in a dilemma. She was between a rock and a hard place. She was torn between two worlds. She had to choose between becoming the woman of the night and begging.
BY : [ KEN AND SPERANZA ]
THE SILENT KILLER: POVERTY
Throngs of white-washed faced children, with annoying streaks of faded urine plastered on their calf muscles. They are marauding the slum area playing around with puddles and discolored dirty-looking streams of water which occasionally form when it happens to rain. Looking from the horizon, the ramshackle settlements are closely built together in a bid to support each other. Theoretically, in any case one of the houses at the end fall, the entire row collapses with a thud! Walking in between the crowded aisles and cramped alleyways, all kinds of business men and woman have displayed their merchandise including food products on the walking pathways just above freely running dirty streams. This doesn’t make the slum people feel a bit nervous buying such products but it’s a norm and that’s what they live on. On the back of houses and on mountains of garbage, weak-looking frail mangy dogs scamper everywhere around the place. This is a place where plain Ugali (African Cake) is the only affordable staple food from January 1st to December 31st. as a reader, it’s hard to understand the kind of Economic strains some people go through. Where the residents wash their faces with puddles of water or streams that form whenever it rains. In this settlement, crime happens and death goes unnoticed. In the stalls, alcohol is cheaper to purchase than food thus most tend to stay on alcohol claiming that it takes away the pain of hunger. Where parents force their children to prostitution to at least bring food on the table. In such places, sex is the main form of entertainment between couples such that they have a number of uncountable children of which they can’t manage. This is the daily living of almost half of the world’s population.