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''Good day Mrs Korkus and my fellow blog visitors.
I read the story of the little girl that was being
maltreated and decided to share my encounter
I am a 35 year old Medical Doctor currently in
Europe, I got married quite late because of my
dedication to my career. I got married to a European
that actually loves Nigeria. Pregnancy was difficult
in the first two years so because of the benefits
I have as a doctor , we were pushed up the list for
IVF and by the grace of God , I have a beautiful
daughter.
I had to stop work at a time because of the
demands of motherhood and since my mum
wasn't able to come for Omugwo, my husband
suggested I go to Nigeria instead (we have a
house here too) . My aunt in the village called
my mum that she had gone to find out why the
dog was barking endlessly on that rainy night
only to see a certain little girl seated by the gate .
She was carrying a waterproof bag, completely
soaked and shivering.
My mum told her to take the girl in and question
her. Finally, the girl was a 9 year old whose step
father had asked to leave his house and find her
father. Her mother had her before she got married
to the abusive man. To cut the story short, after
my mum met with her mother , she came back
with this girl.
Immediately I set my eyes on her, I felt so so sad
for her. Very intelligent girl I must say , judging
from her background. She loves to read and actually impressed me. I spoke to my husband about her
and he said my mum should send her to school
that he will take care of the bills.
After about two weeks, I started talking to my
husband about the possibility of adopting her. I
wanted to give her an opportunity to have a foreign
passport and the benefits that come with it. I could
see her future , the woman she would become and
the next time she will meet with her step father
again as a successful lady. My husband agreed.
The purpose of this chronicle is that my child became
sick, very very sick with diarrhoea. I did the initial
basic things we do in the hospital. She was okay.
Next thing she became sick again, got well, then
again and again and again ,,,, I took her to the
hospital . It was strange because I was doing
everything right. My husband got some company
online to install spy camera for me in the house
( just for other purposes) and guess what? ???????????
STELLA, this girl was feeding my child with POOH.
Yes! Shit. The shit that comes out from the anus.
I make my babys food, I bath my baby, I change her
diapers , I was her clothes, I also was this little girl's
clothes (I use washing machine), cook for us, I have
a cleaner that comes every other day. The only thing
this girl does is just to play with baby and watch
Disney with her.
I just went to bath, left two of them in the sitting
room. I just felt something in me urging me to
watch both of them through the computer in my
room. I came out with my towel and connected my
system to the spy camera , she was backing the
camera and was putting her finger inside my
babys mouth, it looked like she had something on
the other hand. I decided to come and stop her
(because of the repeated diarrhoea) I actually had
no reason to be suspicious.
Immediately I came out and called her name to ask
what she was doing, she was shocked (you can tell
she thought I would be bathing at the time) . She
just fell to the ground and started saying sorry,
what she would tell me will hunt me for the rest
of my life.
"Auntie, I will tell you the truth" She actually poohed
and collected some in her hand and was using the
other finger to put it in my babys mouth.
If not for the kind of training I received as a doctor,
I would have passed out. The whole place was
smelling of poooooo, she had brought out air freshner
and kept by the side. My mum wasnt around at the
time.
She and her mum has been begging since, she
has no place to go. She wants to go to school.
Though she insisted that was the first time , I
didnt quite believe her. My husband , how do
I want to tell him this sort of thing? He is not
Nigerian and I definitely don't want him to start
suspecting everyone. I didnt beat her. I didnt
touch her. She is a child right. If we sent her
back to the streets, she would most likely become
useless. If we decide to help her, how do you correct
her in a way that wont be termed abuse?
I am back to Europe, she is stilll with my mother
for now. I just need your opinions on way forward
assuming we dont want her back to the streets.
I did a full mental state examination on her, she is psychologically normal. Mischevious and almost
killed my child. Just by watching Disney chanel alone
,her english is perfect with oyibo accent already.
Her IQ is roughly about 120, she is super smart
for her age. I really dont know. She already knows
what you are about to say before you even finish.
I was shocked the day she operated the washing
machine, I loaded it and fell asleep (it is not even
user friendly). A friend of mine once told me that
she called my Land line and someone picked and
was speaking "PHONEE" for her. She told her that
I am very tired and sleeping at the moment then
ended the call with *do have a lovely day*
I hide my medical books and lock the first aid box.
I havent fully recovered from the shock. I just give
God the glory.
Oh! Did I add that she was just 9years old at the
time.
Stella, I added some pictures for your eyes only and
please mothers. We all need to be careful. Sexiest
mother of this blog, Nwunye general, sassy Meruche
fire , Nne biko tinyenu onu n'okwua. Sisi Eko,
ekushe''.
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