POST by LEIKI: Leiki's Life

Leiki, with a renewed hope in his heart

My name is Leiki and I am 12 years old.

I want to share about my life and my family’s situation. My parents are divorced and my dad is very bad. He wants to kick us out of our house and he never provides money, nor gives me clothes. Yet still, my mum gives us all love, clothes, money and food. Although my dad doesn’t give us anything, my family is still happy.

I am especially happy because I am traveling with my friend Yasser, and Elizabeth. I also want to go to see my friend Raffy. I'm really happy because I'm in a group that practices “Tricking” (like Parkour: utilises Gymnastics and Martial Arts) and “Bboy” (Breakdancing). I am a little bit sad because my brother will not travel with us this time and I will also really miss my family.

Now that Leiki lives at Capital on the Edge (with his mother), he attends school 5 days per week

When I go and visit my dad, he doesn’t want me to return to my mother. He says that he wants me to live in a house that has discipline. But I want to live with my mum and I really enjoy using the Play Station (at the Brien’s house). I love being with my brother, sisters and my mum, because my father doesn’t really want me. 

Leiki carrying his seat to class

At times I do not want to practice (Tricking & Bboy) because I am very tired. Yet I'm very happy as I have learnt how to do the “Crescent” and will also learn how to do the “Bolt” (Tricking techniques).

Leiki in his NEW classroom

In reality both I and my family are very sad, because my dad is very bad. When I go to my dad, I know he will not let me leave and then I have to escape, which is extremely difficult because my dad locks the doors.

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This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable. 

 

mi nombre es leiki jose machado y tengo 12 anos. realmente mi vida y de mi familia es asi: mis padres estan divorsidos y mi papa es muy malo poeque nos quiere

sacardela casa y el no meda dinero ni ropa, bueno mi mama si nosda todo amor, comidar ropa y dinero. y aunque mi papa no nosdanada soy feliz con mi familia.bueno yo estoy muy feliz porque voy a viajar con mi amigo yaser y con la elizabeth y tambien quiero ir aver a mi amigo rafi. realmente estoy muy alegre porque estoy en un grupo de tricking y bboy. estoy un poco triste porque no ira mi hermano y tambien estranare a mi familia.

cuando voy donde mi papa no quiere que regrese donde mi mama porque quiere que yo viva cin el a la fuersa. pero yo quiero vivir con mis mama y lo que me gustaria tener es un play station porque me gusta muchop y mis hermanos sime quieren y mi mama tambien pero mi papa no me quiere.

y aveses no quiero practicar por que estoy muy cansado, bueno estoy muy alegre porque me aprendi la media luna y tambien me aprendere la perno. bueno realmente la vida de mi y de mi familia es muy triste porque mi papa es muy malo. y tambien cuando voy donde mi papa no me deja venir y entonces yo me tengo que es capar y es muy difisil porque el sierra las puertas.

POST by STIVEY: Thankfully the One Who Got A Way

Once, my brother was playing football. Well football is his favourite sport and he was playing in a park and a guy was there. After my brother had finished playing, the fellow who was also at the park wanted to steal my brother’s money.

My brother left the park at great speed, running towards our house. When he looked back there wasn’t just one chap chasing him, there were now two. My brother ran to where my cousins were. My cousins grabbed rocks from the ground and started pelting them at the would-be-robbers, who thanks to my cousins, ran away.

My brother didn’t know it, but the thieves lived in the same neighborhood as us. I think the robbers were waiting for their time of revenge. They didn’t act, they just waited.

One day, the robbers were watching my brother. They wanted to stab him with a knife. The thieves almost succeeded. My brother was fighting with one of them and the other pulled out a knife and threw it at my brother’s neck. However, my brother saw the knife coming and ducked away from it, only being slightly nicked on his neck.

Thanks to God, someone called for my cousins, who arrived on the scene quick-smart. My cousins started throwing stones at the two bad dudes and they started to run, but my cousin hit one of them. He lay on the ground in pain and the other ran away and left his companion lying there in the dirt.

My cousins wasted no time in doling out their punishment. They beat him. They nearly killed him! Then my brother said to my cousins “stop it, or he'll die!”

The police arrived shortly after and took the robber away as their prisoner and put him in prison. And so they never tried to steal from my brother again and thank God he was not killed.

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, to make clear the life events written about.

If you would like to support this fellow on a monthly basis, please CLICK HERE

To learn more about our street theatre production, "CREATED", please visit our page, NICAVANGELISTS: "CREATED", North American Tour (2013)

If you would like to see a video of some of our Nica-Youths practicing, please CLICK HERE

We are not up to budget, and travelling with 14 people is very expensive. We need an investment from Christian people for our next evangelism tour to the Midwest. To support us or make a once off donation, please visit our page, ContemplatingSUPPORTING something significant?

To learn more about our home Church in Australia, please CLICK HERE

 

Una vez mi hermano estaba jugando futbol, bueno su deporte es el futbol él estaba jugando en un parque y un chico estaba ahí. Después que terminó el chico  le quería robar su dinero que tenía,  mi hermano salió corriendo y el chico con otro lo persiguieron, entonces mi hermano llegó donde unos primos y  agarraron a los ladrones a pedrada. Gracias a eso, ese día no le hicieron nada a mi hermano.  Los ladrones eran del mismo barrio pero mi hermano no sabía. 

Los ladrones parece que no lo iban a dejar así. Otro día miran a mi hermano y lo querían dañar con un cuchillo y los ladrones casi lo logran ; él estaba peleando con unos y el otro saco un cuchillo y se lo tiró al cuello a mi hermano y por reflejo se lo capio, solo le paso rosando el cuello y gracias a Dios  después llegaron  mis primos por que se dieron cuenta que el estaba peleando. Mis primo los agarraron a pedrada y los dos corrieron pero mi primo le pega a uno y el otro corrió y lo dejó ahí tirado en el piso, entonces mi primo comenzó a golpear al  que se cayó  y casi lo mata Entonces mi hermano lo desaparto y  le dijo: dejen lo van a matar Entonces llego la policía y se lo llevaron y lo metieron preso y así ellos nunca más robaron mi y her