A Pleasant Visit Turns Into A Nightmare
3/10/06
I'm in an African country and staying with a family that consists of the mother, father, teen-age son and daughter and son of the son (a toddler). We are having a meal that is strips of grilled meat and crunchy vegtables that resemble rose peddles. I tell them that the most popular foods in America are beef, chicken and pork. The daughter tells me that they like chicken too. Then we are out on a lake enjoying a leisurly boat ride. I'm thinking that although this is a war-torn country, this part of it is not affected by the war.
Then we are back in the house and three goons come in. They are guards of some kind, hired guns by the regime that runs the country. The son challenges the goons authority. The mother tells the son that he must be slapped by the guard for his lack of respect (probably to try and keep the peace). The guard slaps the son and kicks him to the floor. The other two guards round up the other family members and tell them they must go with them. I'm terrified and run from the house. The toddler is running ahead of me and crying.
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