I tell you what, never think you have had a bad life, we do not know what real suffering is.
Read this account of an interlude today as I sat with my African boys.
It is all about money
We have taken our three Africans to meet their African brothers in the CAO at Verfeil, some from Sudan some from the west of Africa
As we sat having a coffee laced with pots of sugar , Mosab asked how did they get on crossing through Libya?
We need to know these things but how horrendous are the stories.
Each of the 3 boys had been captured by the Libyan gangsters. They demand payment to continue their journey. When these boys could not
pay they took them into a big hangar and tied them up to the roof, then beat them. They stole their phones and phoned family demanding money, when it was not forthcoming they beat them more and refused them food and water. Lastly after
6 months for one he was auctioned to be a slave. At this point he managed to escape.
Two started taking off their shirts to show me the marks and cuts of beatings on their backs.
One poor young man when he told me he had no phone said “ do not worry Mamie, I have no family left to phone!
Heartbreaking
The picture is our washing line today
A line of hope, donated items that the boys are so grateful off
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