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I'm finally back at home since last week,I deeply rejoiced my trip in that beautiful huge country.
But a few days before I left Canberra's soil for Perth whereof I had been hosted, I was attacked by a mob of gangsters who were equipped by robes as their weapons,
It was at 9PM in the popular street known as Elizabeth as we were heading to the car parks, I and my friend.
" Stop,fu**kn African ca***nt "
A commanding voice which contained abusive words was heard from behind.
We stopped and turned back to look at, and we saw young men walking quickly towards us.
When they got at us,I could see their bodies were almost tattooed.
"Hi chaffs" one of them sneeringly greeted, and we jeeringly maintained neutrality.
"You plunder your natural resources to the strangers and you destruct Democracy and at last you flee your country for overseas to hunt green pastures while you left them in your home".
He spoke so as he gazed at my T-shirt that was labelled ," I love Tanzania " and two of them threw robes at us and insisted I didn't deserve to dress up in a robe that did not match our acts as a nation.
"How can you claim that you love something that you spend day and night eliminating its existence?".
I was profoundly astonished to hear such words from those tattooed young men.
As my mind became unconscious by that issue,and as I felt bad and shy those young men dispersed forth me.
Yep! They meant to send an epistle that was finally delivered.
A Diplomatic epistle, to think big over it.
But a few days before I left Canberra's soil for Perth whereof I had been hosted, I was attacked by a mob of gangsters who were equipped by robes as their weapons,
It was at 9PM in the popular street known as Elizabeth as we were heading to the car parks, I and my friend.
" Stop,fu**kn African ca***nt "
A commanding voice which contained abusive words was heard from behind.
We stopped and turned back to look at, and we saw young men walking quickly towards us.
When they got at us,I could see their bodies were almost tattooed.
"Hi chaffs" one of them sneeringly greeted, and we jeeringly maintained neutrality.
"You plunder your natural resources to the strangers and you destruct Democracy and at last you flee your country for overseas to hunt green pastures while you left them in your home".
He spoke so as he gazed at my T-shirt that was labelled ," I love Tanzania " and two of them threw robes at us and insisted I didn't deserve to dress up in a robe that did not match our acts as a nation.
"How can you claim that you love something that you spend day and night eliminating its existence?".
I was profoundly astonished to hear such words from those tattooed young men.
As my mind became unconscious by that issue,and as I felt bad and shy those young men dispersed forth me.
Yep! They meant to send an epistle that was finally delivered.
A Diplomatic epistle, to think big over it.