POST by ABEN: Father of the Fatherless

Aben at Pastor Michael's house in Shippensburg, Pennsylvania

I am the only boy out of six kids. My dad was with another woman and with her, he had three girls. Then he met my mum at a bakery. They entered into a relationship and as time passed, together they had a little girl, so my dad had four daughters in total.

He had accepted that his life would only be filled with daughters. My parents had been together for two years when my mum became pregnant again. She was pregnant with me and when my dad found out that I was a boy, he said “That boy is not mine!” My mum asked “Why not?” and he responded with, “It’s not mine because I only have girls.”

My dad had never wanted that little boy. He would say that the kid was a disgrace and my mum would suffer because my dad left her when I was born and so she did not really have any support.

I grew up without a father and so at times I would ask my mum about my dad. She would flippantly explain that my father left because of me being a boy, and that I should never have been born.

I was just a child without a dad and without the love of a mother because she would always be working to get food for her two kids. I never had a dad to guide me and to take away the bad memories and the painful words.

My dad came back looking for my mum and told her lies that he would never leave her and she was convinced that his words were truth. Once again, she became pregnant and it was a girl so now we were six in total and with only one boy out of the six kids.

Then he left again and when he was leaving he said, “That boy annoys me. I want to get away from him!” She was abandoned again and she had no money and no home (because my grandmother had told her to leave the house because she fell for what my dad had said).

My mum prayed to God that he would give her strength to keep moving forward. The place where we lived was horrible and cold. Our house was made out of plastic and cardboard. Then we went back to live with my grandmother.

My mum gave thanks to God because he had listened to her when she had asked Him for a better place to live. He had heard her prayers about being removed from that horrible place where we were living.

She started believing more in God and she said to me that there is a father that will never leave you. I asked “Who?” and she said “God in heaven. I am so sorry for everything that I have said to you. I now know that having a son is a blessing and you are a blessing to me. Even if your dad is not here, you will never go without food from now on. I will be your dad and your mum forever.”

Now I thank God because he does miracles and gave me a mum whose words are true. A dad is not someone who just makes a woman pregnant, but it is the man who takes care of them and I now know that I have a father who is God because he always takes care of me.

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.

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Aben with his little nephew

Soy el hijo unico  de 5 hermanas .

Mi padre antes de que naciera el tuvo una relacion  con otra mujer el cual habia dado

a luz a tres hijas mujeres .al pasar el tiempo el se encontro a mi madre en un trabajo de donde hacian pan ,ellos enpezaron a juntarse y enpezaron una relacion al pasar el tiempo el y mi madre tuvierion una hija con ella para mi padre eran  4 hijas mujeres y el ya habia aceptado que solo mujeres enjendraba.

Continuando ellos juntos pasaron 2 anos y mi madre cargaba en su vientre otro bebe . el cual era yo cuando naci el vio que era un nino varon y el grito y dijo ‘’ ese  hijo no es mio ‘’mi madre le dijo ‘’por que ‘’ y el respondio ‘por que  yo solo  mujeres enjendro‘ el nunca quiso  a  aquel nino decia que era un una desgracia para el mi madre sufria por el dolor y el sufrimiento por que no contaba con ninguna ayuda por que mi padre la avandono cuando naci .

Al ir creciendo sin padre yo le preguntaba a mi madre por el y ella me respondia por tu culpa el nos dejo ojala nunca hubieses nacido yo solamente un nino sin un padre y sin un amor de madre por que ella trabajaba de casa en casa por comida para sus 2 hijos nunca tuve consejos de padres y busca como distraer esos malos recuerdos y esas palabras tan dolorosas para mi .mi padre regreso a buscar a mi madre llego con mentiras diciendo que nunca la hiba a volver a dejar ,ella se dejo convencer despues de ahí mi madre queda embarazada de nuevo  de otra mujer mi hermana menor para el ya eramos 6 hijos 5 mujeres y un 1 hombre .

El volvio a irse por que decia’’que le molestaba la precensia de ese nino y de que queria estar lejos de el, por que ni su hijo era ,mi madre abandonada de nuevo sin dinero y sin un hogar donde vivir por que mi abuela la habia corrido con sus 3 hijos  por haberse metido con el hombre mentiroso ella oraba a dios para que lediera fuerzas para seguir adelante , consiguiendo un lugar donde era  muy frio y horrible viviamos en una casita de plastico y carton pasando el tiempo regresa a casa de mi abuela  ella dando gracias a dios por heberla escuchado y salir de ese lugar horrible donde viviamos ella enpezo a creer mas en dios y ella me dijo  hay un padre que nunca te va abandonar  y yo le dije’’ cual madre el dios que esta en  lo cielos y perdoname hijo por mi palabras que te dije antes he comprendido al fin que un hijo es una bendicion de dios y tu lo eres para mi y aun que tu padre no este a mi lado nunca le faltara comidas en sus bocas de ahora en adelante yo sere padre y madre para ustedes siempre .

Ahora sigo adelante y doy gracias a dios por que el hace milagros y como dijo mi madre padre no es el que enjendra si no el que  cria y cuida y se que ahora tengo un padre que es dios por que el siempre cuida de mi.

POST by ERICSON: Guerra de Nicaragua

Ericson, the Luchadore

Nicaragua’s civil war resulted in my family losing all of their land and personal belongings.

In the year 1979, at the beginning of the war, my family lost their farm and cattle. It was all confiscated by the newly risen communist government. All of my country’s problems started because the president, Daniel Ortega, made bad decisions.

Daniel Ortega wanted to be a dictator over our country, but some of the people that lived in rural areas of Nicaragua objected, because the President wanted to take away all of their land and belongings, and give the possessions to our country.

My grandparents objected to the decisions made by President Ortega and because of the ongoing issues, decided to flee Nicaragua, becoming refugees in Honduras. They bribed border officials with items made out of gold, so that our family could cross over into Honduras.

President Ortega tried to recruit every Nicaraguan man and boy. He wanted to send them to war for the Sandinistas. Everyone who objected to the conscription was killed. It was for these reasons too, that my grandparents decided to leave Nicaragua with their children.

But in Honduras, farmers would recruit their own people and my grandfather joined the oppositional army. He was there for three months and then died.

After my grandfather died, my mother joined the army. She was sent into Nicaragua and she had an accident, tearing one of her hands. The army sent her back to Honduras.

My uncle joined the army as well and was there for just two months. He died also.

When the war ended, my mum and grandmother decided on returning to Nicaragua. They began a new chapter of their lives in their homeland. They started working at the markets selling vegetables and ironing other people’s clothes. They were quite the entrepreneurs, sending food to other towns.

They worked hard, and that is how they moved into the position of being able to buy their own house.

Thanks to God my mum did not die, or my siblings and I would not have been born. Thanks be to God, because all of my family work very hard.

Ericson at Minnesota's Assemblies of God Family Camp

La guerra de Nicaragua hiso que mi familia perdiera todo los bienes que tenia.                                                                                                    

Año 1979 mi familia perdió sus finca ganado todo los problemas del país iniciaron por el presidente Daniel Ortega  Daniel tomo malas decisiones para el país en tero él quería hacer  una dictadura en el país pero las personas campesina se opusieron porque él quería tener todos los bienes del país  mis abuelos se opusieron las decisiones del presidente al momento mis abuelos tomaron la decisión de ir al vecino país honduras dieron todas su prendas de oro para pasar a sus hijos las fronteras. 

El presidente reclutaba a los hombre y niños para mandarlos a la guerra y el que se oponía los fusilaban  por eso fue la de cisión de mis abuelos llevarse  a sus hijos del país.

Pero en el vecino país honduras los campesinos se reclutaban ellos mismos mi abuelo se integró al ejercito dilato en la guerra  tres meces y murió des pues mi madre se integró  y fue a Nicaragua y mi madre le desgarraron uno de sus manos y a ella cela llevaron al vecino país honduras se integró mi tío el dilato solo dos meces el murió termino la guerra  mi mama y mi abuela se decidieron regresar  a Nicaragua.

A si  inicio una nueva historia en mi familia iniciaron a trabajar en mercados vendiendo verduras trabajaban planchando des pues trasportaban en el tren comida a los pueblos  y a si compraron  sus casa gracia a DIOS que mi mama no murió por que no u hubiera nacido yo y mis hermanos gracias dios porque toda mi familia le servimos.

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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.  

This story was translated by Lorenzy and edited by Jed.

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 YADER: Digging Deeper into My Heart

Yader working on a computer at Capital on the Edge

When I was just 6 months of age, I suffered a lot, because my mother worked all the time. She needed to work to buy me food. I had a medical condition known as epilepsy. When I experienced seizures I couldn’t breathe properly.

My mother suffered a lot, but one day we went to the doctor. The doctor said to my mum, “Yader is VERY sick. He is not being fed properly.” Because I was malnourished I had more seizures. My father used to beat me in the head when I was 4 months old, and so I became sicklier.

One day some people told my grandmother about my father’s aggression towards me. My grandmother told my parents to leave our house. My aunty tried to convince my grandmother to let my mother return. My grandmother would have none of it. She would only allow my aunty to live with us.

Yader's BEAUT grandmother

When I grew up and went to school, the teachers realized that I had problems and because of these problems, I have never learnt to read or write. I had problems due to being malnourished and beaten on the head.

Dinner time - Yader's Gran serves up a TREAT!

About this time my mother game my sister away. My grandmother told my mother to go and find my baby sister and to bring the little baby back to my grandmother. My mother never came back. 

Yader's grandmother, literally mothering 2 generations of Nicaraguans

My sister was returned to us when she was 11 years old. I was great friends with my sister and we trusted each other. She told me that when she was smaller she was abused. I prayed to God a lot that he would help my sister and I as we continued to grow. My grandmother ALWAYS helped us.

A few years later our father returned and took my sister. He took her to the Leon Highway, with his new wife. They worked hard and always left my sister in their house alone.

My baby sister was alone in the new house when one day a man entered, uninvited and raped her. My grandmother was sick and so my sister and I continued to suffer.

Then I met Jed’s family in the Church. They invited me to go to their house. God touched me. I am grateful to Jed’s family because they are with me in both good times and bad. I say to God, “Bless Jed’s family.”

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.

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Yader with Capital on the Edge, on outreach in El Salvador

 

Lad historia de mis padre bueno paso adecir los sguiente cuando yo tenia 6meses de edad yo sufri muncho porque mi mamá tenia q trabajar para darno de comer y yo sufria de atagues y me guedaba sin respirar mi mamá sufria muncho pero me llevo al doctor y le dijeron q yo estaba muy mal alimentado porque mi mamá de verdad no me daba de comer y por eso me hagarraba atague asi de q yo hiba. Creciendo y ya cuando iva al colegio me miraron q tenia problemas de aprecdisaje y por eso no he podido aprender muy bien a leer y ascribir por lo q mi papá me pegaba muncho en la cabeza cuando yo tenía 4meses y mi abuelita no sabía hasta q un dia ella le dijieron de ahi mi abuelita corrio a mi papá y mamá pero mi otra hermana mi mamá la fue a regalar y mi abuelita le dijo q la fuera a buscarla pero nunca recreso hast q mi hermana recreso cuando ella tenía 11años Pero ella y yo tenemos buenas comunicación y me confesó de q fue abusada desde chiguita cuando ella me confeso eso le pedi a Dios muncho q me ayudara asi de pasaron los años y mi hermana crescio y como siempre mi abuelita nos apoyo pero llegó un día mi papá y se la llevó hasta carreteras León ahi mi papá con mi madrasta la dejaban sola y un día llego un hombre y abuso de ella y mi abuelita se enfermo muncho asi de q mi hermana y yo emosufrido muncho hasta q conoci a la familia jed en una iglesia y ellos me invitaron a ir a su casa yde ahi yo senti q el señor me toco asi de le agradesco a la familia jed por estar conmigo en las buenas y en las malas vendito sea el señor q Dios los bendiga a la familia jed

 

POST by JONNY: Babies Bearing Betrayal

Jonny's friend, Henry

Hello my name is JOHNNY.

The story I'll be telling, is about a friend. My friend's name is HENRY. He is 17 years of age. Henry told me about a problem that he had in his home. The problem was that his mother had a boyfriend behind her husband’s back. His mother was having an affair. 
 
Henry found out his mum was having an affair when one day she left the house, forgetting her phone. Henry found the phone and saw that there were many sexual messages between his mother and another man.  

Crying, Henry went to his father who spoke angrily about the issue, stating that he knew his wife was having an affair.

But my friend wanted to understand more and so he asked “Dad, What happened? How did you know that mum was having an affair?” The father replied, “I went to your mother’s work and found her there, kissing another man. I beat both of them up and your mother went and told the police what I had done to her.” My friend then became very sad, because of all that had transpired.

Henry’s mother did not sleep at the family home that night. The next day she came with the police to collect her things and take her children. But the children didn’t want to go with their mother. Henry’s father had videoed his wife with the other man and had shown these videos to his children. They were extremely upset with their mother and didn’t want to leave with her.

Henry’s mother cried and cried because her husband would not allow the children to leave their home. Henry’s father showed the police the incriminating videos and the police told the mother that she could not make the children leave with her. Since that time, Henry’s mother has lived alone.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. Amen! God bless whomever reads this story - thanks.

 

Henry

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.

 

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Hola mi nombre es JOHNNY

La historia que le estare contando , es sobre un amigo

mi amigo se llama HENRY tiene la edad de 17 anos

mi amigo henry me conto sobre un problema que estaba pasando ene su casa y ese problema era que su mama tenia otro hombre a espaldas de su esposo con el

que vivia junto .

Pero un dia la mama de mi amigo dejo olvidado su telefono y el comenso a mirar los mensages de su mama y el los mensage desiamuchas cosa de sexo que la mama asia con el otro hombre y el llorando le dijo a al papa todo lo que miro en el telefono de la mama y el papa muy enojado le dijo a mi amigo que no se preocupadra que el ya savia todo ,

Y en eso mi amigo le pregunto a su papa que como el savia todo , y el le respondio yo fui al trabajo de tu mama y ella estaba con un hombre besandose y llo le pegue a tu mama y al hombre tan bien y mi papa dijo creo que bendra la policia, y mi amigo cuando el papa le dijo todo eso el se pusso a llorar por todo lo que estaba pasando

Y al dia siguiente la mama llego con la policia a sacar todas sus pertenencias y

a querer llebarce a sus hijos. Pero los ninos no querian irse con su mama porque su papa les enseno un video en el cual la mama salia con el otro hombre asiendo muchas cosas malas y los ninos muy frustrados de mirar ese video no querian saver nada de sus mama .

pero la mama de mi amigo estaba llorando porque el marido no queria que ella se llebara a los ninos de la casa .

y en cuando el papa de mi amigo le enseno el video a los policia , los policia dijieron a la mama de mi amigo que no podia llebarce a sus hijos .

y a si a pasado el tienpo y la mama de mi amigo esta solo aora viviendo .

jeova es mi pastor y nada me faltara amennnnnn . dios bendiga alas personas que leen esta historia gracias.