I would rather not talk about what happened from Nizni
Lhoty, Frydek-Mistek to Ostrava in my last day in Moravian- Silesian region,
because it was too painfully. It’s not like somebody pissed me off, but it’s the
pain of saying goodbye to people I loved, people who took good care of me, Family
which was far too kind to me, people who worked with me, good old and new
friends I met.
On my way to Prague in Regiojet train I said prayers
from Psalm 23:1-6 to keep myself stronger. My mother taught me this long time ago
1.The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me
beside the still waters.
3. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of
righteousness for his name's sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me.
5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine
enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of
my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
...My throat was choked by unhappiness, so all the way to Prague I only spoke two
sentences to the train attendant
“Hot Chocolate please”
“I can only offer you tea, Coffee and Apple Juice, She said to me.
“Apple juice please”
Then the chapter of talking was closed until when I met Vladimir at Praha Hlavni Nadrazi. I didn’t have a mobile phone so It was difficult to find him, so I decided to stand in front of the “Tabule” (Train timetable Board), I knew he could come across there and It was as I thought, He showed up at least 15 minutes later then We left the station for his house.
“Hot Chocolate please”
“I can only offer you tea, Coffee and Apple Juice, She said to me.
“Apple juice please”
Then the chapter of talking was closed until when I met Vladimir at Praha Hlavni Nadrazi. I didn’t have a mobile phone so It was difficult to find him, so I decided to stand in front of the “Tabule” (Train timetable Board), I knew he could come across there and It was as I thought, He showed up at least 15 minutes later then We left the station for his house.
At his house in Praha 10, Katerina came to bring me aid for
Albinos and orphans in Mbeya. I found out that my bag was not able to pack about
15 more kilograms. Vladimir Improvised and dug out some hiking bag which he was
using may be in 1970’s, it was just a perfect bag for the trip, now I believe old is
gold. In this pack everything will fit.
With this back pack I real look like a Mercenary of compassion
especially when also wearing my Khaki shirt bearing Czech flag and Bez Mamy’s
logo as well as hanging my stainless steel name tag around my neck bearing my
name and bezmamy’s webpage
I'm too obsessed and still choked but I have to hold it for the sake of Vladimir and Marie. They are always the victims of my problems. In 2012 I was with them when too obsessed with the goodbye party done in Konicek, few weeks ago I was here again with severe flu.
I'm too obsessed and still choked but I have to hold it for the sake of Vladimir and Marie. They are always the victims of my problems. In 2012 I was with them when too obsessed with the goodbye party done in Konicek, few weeks ago I was here again with severe flu.
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Chapisha Maoni